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Prarthana JA

Prarthana JA, lives in Bangalore, India. She quit her job as a corporate writer to take care of her babies, a feisty toddler and her first novel, which she hopes to finish soon. Her screenplays for award winning short films, The Wedding Saree, Opaque and Spiral, are up on the internet. Her short stories have appeared in The Indian Periodical, Defenestration, The Potatoe Soup Journal and Emovere, an anthology.

The Stench of Flowers | Prarthana JA

January 20, 2022

Nila hopped on a train to Mansoori, on a day the sun was skippy in the sky between the long ropes of clouds. Her father slid her suitcase overhead and tucked another wad of notes into her palm. “Here, put this away safely,”he said. “You’ve already given me enough, papa,” Nila said. [Read the rest...] “The Stench of Flowers | Prarthana JA”

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Selections…

The Noose | Naresh Kumar

Thambi | Jeyamohan

Educating Manju | Richard Rose

Water Wars | Priyanka Mathur

Water Wars | Priyanka Mathur

Corporate Ladder | Swapnil Bhatnagar

Translated Poems

Murder | Subodh Sarkar

Bribe | Subodh Sarkar

Tumi Robe Nirobe | Rabindranath Tagore – A Translation

Nothing new | Irsa Ruçi

Timeless…| Irsa Ruçi

Continuity | Irsa Ruçi

Translated Fiction

The Scape-goat | Indraganti Narasimha Murthy

Scape-Goat | Indraganti Narasimha Murthy

“Hello Mr. Murty …” phoned in Sadanandam, the General Manager of ABC bank. “We have reviewed the … [Read More...]

Gratitude | Dr. Veluri Rama Rao (translation)

Gratitude | Bhagavatula Venkata Radhakrishna

If ever you go to Laxmipuram and ask for the house of Veera Venkata Satyanarayana garu, nobody will … [Read More...]

Being and Nothingness | Rabeea Mahmood Rabeea

Being and Nothingness | Rabeea Mahmood Rabeea

Sir, I assure you and I repeat it for ten times: "I am not MAD" … "Though I am not looking in a … [Read More...]

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