Indian Review | Indian Literature & Art Magazine

The Noose | Naresh Kumar

The noose was fashioned from a thin, jute rope; it dangled from the old oak tree that marked the middle of the city’s square. The King’s soldiers circled the noose and the tree, their shields high and their spears sharp. A large,
Thambi | Jeyamohan

Name: M. Saravanakumar. M.A. English Literature. Works at a private college. A dark, well-built body. Black, trimmed mustache. I leaned forward from the table and observed him. Whenever I do so, I fix a well-practiced smile of warmth
Educating Manju | Richard Rose

Manju was usually the first to arrive at school each morning, but today was different. Normally she would leave home at 8.30 am. along with her elder brother Bibin, but whilst he generally dawdled and fooled around with other students