‘Good Driver, Bad Driver’ by Ankhi

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Short story selected for the 2014 New Asian Writing Short Story Anthology Sitting in his SUV, at the open air parking lot entry, he patiently gestured for her to drive forward. “You smug bastard, you don’t tell me what to…

NAW Interview with Stephen Black

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Stephen Black has previously dabbled in photography, video and music. He is the author of ‘I ate Tiong Bahru’ which is currently being given for free (only 1000 ebook copies available). See the bottom of the page for instructions on…

‘The scent of Eucalyptus’ by Oishanee Ghosh

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Short story selected for the 2014 New Asian Writing Short Story Anthology Aarti woke up to an unfamiliar, raucous singing from upstairs. Slightly irritated at having to forfeit her early morning succession of dreams, she got out of her blanket…

‘THE DUBLIN STUDIO PORTRAIT’ by Ram Govardhan

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Short story selected for the 2014 New Asian Writing Short Story Anthology The garrulous, accomplished mariner that he was, Joe Farquhar seldom spoke after Fiona, his wife, passed away. His gift of gab disappeared, turned taciturn and, for over fifteen…

‘Carpe Diem’ by SW

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We’ve all acquired some worthless education. A bit of this and a bit of that, And with constant effort some imitation, so can win the race against another rat. But well read and conned by rot will earn you a…

‘Ophelia’s Song’ by Sandhya Pai

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“Nymph, in thy orisons Be my sins remembered!” Fair game was I naïve and nubile; hackneyed nothings pitter-pattered from your lips filling my being – summer showers on desert sands. A gull, a dull fool never was there to sense…

‘FOX’ by Sandhya Pai

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This morning on the way home turning the bend hesitatingly, I saw a fox. To make sure I blinked my eyelids, you were not to be seen. This time you have disappeared faster than when I used to see you…

‘Finding Anant’ by Daya Bhat

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Short story selected for the 2014 New Asian Writing Short Story Anthology Anu scanned the place to catch some known faces. There weren’t any. The coffee shop was bustling with youngsters lost in their own world. Colourful outfits, loud chatter…