He couldn’t see when he was born. But then that’s natural for pups. Their eyes open only about two weeks after their birth. And he was the tiniest. His hearing more than made up for his lack of sight though. Even at that tiny, bite sized mass of fur he could hear far and wide.…
It is a morning of the latter half of Ashwin. Nikhilesh makes himself seated near the front-door of his house. No shirt on his body. But it has been covered with one end of his dhoti. In the morning a lean wind blows lowly. Nikhilesh…
They bore his grandpa away from his cottage with the straw thatch, covered with lush green pumpkin- creepers and a big chalta-tree hovering over it. It being a bright winter morning, dewdrops on the lily leaves were looking like glass-beads. Ducks, waddling in the nearby…
People thought she was not like this as a young girl. It afflicted her only after she became a ‘professor’. But I, who have almost been her shadow in our years of growing up together, always knew that absentmindedness was like a stamp of Majoni’s…
The party was almost drawing to a close. Empty champagne glasses carelessly arranged themselves along with discarded plates, crumpled paper napkins and used cutlery on the pale cream and gold satin table tops. Glitters and balloons were scattered everywhere and Lalitha watched as some of…
The flowery chiffon dress left a soft warm sensation every time it touched him. He pulled her close to him, his strong hands around her soft stomach, cheek against cheek, breathing in the sweet smell of her hair; of her perfume. Then twirling her around,…
Haiku1 Expiry date reached Maker awaits an arrival Dying for a smoke Haiku 2 Looking at the skies Crescent moon glistens Eating cheese cake Haiku 3 Friends dancing in the rain Leaving an awesome party Such a wet blanket Haiku 4 Welcome…
A real life story By Martine Olthof On 26th December, 2004, a huge tragedy hit South East Asia. At 07:58 local time Bangkok and Java) a Tsunami was registered with the epicenter 160 kilometers from the West of the Indonesian island Sumatra and a depth…
NAW- When did your literary journey begin? At what age did you discover that you wanted to write? Vandana Jena- I have always been fascinated by the written word. My entire childhood was spent in living in a dream world created by Enid Blyton. I…
The Collectors Conference was over at last. As the valedictory session ended, she heaved a sigh of relief. It had been difficult for her to keep her eyes open during the closing session. She wondered if it was the enervating heat, or the richness of…
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