She is all hopes and dreams… From the time she wakes up, till the stars shine high; Steps out every morning with a smile on her face; to spread the love she holds in her heart. Patience is…
‘Happy Girl’ by Anuradha Handique
Tag: India
‘The Song Called Love’ by Dipima Buragohain
Every time I see those eyes stare, I know the words of my heart. It’s like music and lyrics, Bright sunrise and green meadows, Raindrops and two coffee cups, Stars and a sleepless night, Silence and a sea of thoughts,…
‘Good Driver, Bad Driver’ by Ankhi
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…
‘The scent of Eucalyptus’ by Oishanee Ghosh
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
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
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 that race against another rat. But well read and conned by rot will earn you a…
‘Ophelia’s Song’ by Sandhya Pai
“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
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
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…
‘Elegy’ by Prathap Kamath
The news of ends came mounting the whitest clouds; they showered each time I shivered a cool drizzle as soft as mother’s kiss that got warmer by the moment falling upon me. Each loved one went silently down; bubbles…
‘Poets don’t allow poems to take an aeroplane’ by Prathap Kamath
Poets don’t allow poems to take an aeroplane; they are afraid of the heights it might take their lines to. They believe that poetry should stand firmly on firm ground. If it flies, it should fly on its…
‘Sinking’ by Prathap Kamath
Sinking When the waters refuse To swallow the sails Sinking When the body blooms And the mind rots Sinking When all that laughter won’t Wipe a little pain Sinking When the blood of life Goes black with…