Mathai’s tryst with the wild | Sangeetha G

I was the favorite grandchild of my grandfather. At least a hundred times I would have heard my … [Read More...]
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When I was young, my mother used to tell me that she was given the shittest end of the stick at birth, and as a result, her life would always follow the same path. So we can start this story anywhere in my mother’s life and the
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,
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
I was the favorite grandchild of my grandfather. At least a hundred times I would have heard my … [Read More...]
Abu Saleem’s biryani brought Abu as much fame as our small town could possibly offer. He had been … [Read More...]
This happens to be a new year party. Everyone here is intoxicated. The night is as young as ever and … [Read More...]
Shachi never trusted Ma’s choice in men, always sensing conflict whenever the subject was broached. … [Read More...]