Short story selected for the 2013 New Asian Writing Short Story Anthology The morning sun has just dawned upon the mother earth. The sunrise has started casting splendid splashes of fiery opalescence across the sky. The periwinkle sky is thus…
Short story selected for the 2013 New Asian Writing Short Story Anthology “Renu! Renu! Where are you?” Kishan Kumar’s coarse voice echoed across the living room. “Yes, Bauji” Renu scampered out of the kitchen, her hands coated in flour and…
On a mystic December day So cold and weary a lamp was, For a sudden power cut, It had lost almost lost all its , Warmth and brightness , Made the dark highway naked, But the dying bulb Was still…
What happens to deferred dreams of girls? Do they evaporate? Like the tears of an ill-fated bride Without any traces ? Does it end up as crimson graffiti of a sword piercing a heart, Tear brimming eyes On bridal bed…
1 Shrill cry of an enchanted forest Once I hear through the grey Alleys Sank into the Darkest mystery Unknown ever to all mechanism Where my emotion or yours Is born from the unknown womb Of distant and so…
Short story selected for the 2013 New Asian Writing Short Story Anthology Here they beat me and want to know why I did it. They won’t believe me whenI say that the Inner Light led me to it. They laugh…
She showed us mountains Purple and clouds cirrus That crowned their peaks. Through her we learned to breathe And serenading Life We began interpreting The language of birds And realized that Donkeys As also Pigs are creatures of God …
The streets are bathed with dirt and blood. The cries of the naked children pierce the still calm of the early morning. A painful reminder of the events that took place a long time ago, when earth was first trampled…
Short story selected for the 2013 New Asian Writing Short Story Anthology They are sitting at Carlo’s Pizzeria downtown, sharing a thin-crust Margherita pizza and a pitcher of beer between the four of them. Having downed a few vodka-orange back…
NAW- When did your literary journey begin? At what age did you discover that you wanted to write? Jane Borges –I must have been 10 or 11 years old, when I discovered that I could write. Until then, I detested…
Short story selected for the 2013 New Asian Writing Short Story Anthology He had very soft hands; the palms of which had cupped her nose once, and had then ran through the knots in her hair a few seconds later,…
Short story selected for the 2013 New Asian Writing Short Story Anthology He woke to the hum of the three tonne truck outside his home, unloading or loading bricks or wood or whatever the landlord was crazy enough to get…