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Weed of doubt | Christopher Antony
The New Delhi based son, while chatting over the phone with his cousin in Ernakulam, Kerala, South India, got wind of some serious problem brewing between his parents who were leading a…
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Noor| Komal Ishtiaq
Noor was on the rooftop, looking down. A weird feeling ran across her body, and she felt a chill in her spine. Below, the sweet shops, pan shops, bangle sellers, and the beautiful women standing there chatting with the men of all colours filled a vibrant scene. She knew that the girl would come to…
by: Komal Ishtiaq
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Pariah | Dr. Vijo Poulose
Monday night- Emirates Hills, Dubai “Clintu, is that you?” The voice was a mere whisper, lost beneath the rapid panting as his sister struggling to breathe. Incredibly, the first thought that crossed his mind was how silly his name sounded, especially with the long-ago modification his sister had given it. Born Xavier Mathew, but his…
by: Dr. Vijo Poulose
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The Immigrant Catfish | Rehanul Hoque
(1) It was a lake- clear, serene and old as earth. Although people tend to create bazaars in the middle of nowhere under the guise of parks and tourist spots, thank God, that the lake was free from the din and bustle of everyday life. It was so calm and quite that the soft plop…
by: Rehanul Hoque
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Prerna | Vineet Deshpande
Chapter 1 On one hob, milk boiled; on another, onions sautéed. Her lifesaver, the pressure cooker, was cooking rice and dal. Prerna focused on the sautéing but kept one eye on the milk. Meanwhile, her mind raced through all the items on her to-do list. She still had to prepare lunch. The late afternoon rain…
by: Vineet Deshpande
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The Fake Astrologer | Rathindra Nath Bhattacharjee
Not so long ago, I had to go to Trongsa High School for invigilation. On reaching my destination, I was directed to one of the less used staff quarters away from the administrative building for my stay during the Board Examinations. I found out, on my arrival at the quarter, that the other occupant was…
by: Rathindra Nath Bhattacharjee
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Far So Far | Georgia Amane
After a middle-aged man who oversaw the class entered his classroom, a student on duty shouted an order. Then, all classmates stood up and bowed to him. ‘Today, I’ll teach you about Japanese ancient history,’ He said. He opened his textbook and groped for some chalk, although he didn’t touch any chalk. He continued to…
by: Georgia Amane
Poetry
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Are you strewing seeds, or migrant clouds? | Gabriella Garofalo
Are you strewing seeds, or migrant clouds?Stop waiting for the wind, my soul,Migrant clouds rise among chilled swimmers on the beach,Boats slowly skimming the waves,…
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