maloti’s world
the news came early morning. he was coughing again. a dagger plunged sharply just below her heart....
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when sunday invaded monday
on a monday morning, who knows what might happen.
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upsidedownturn
“you can’t go back…” whispered the summer wind brushing against my temple....
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nolen gur, balaclava, and bombs
“if you don’t want a child, just use nirodh!” said the ten year old. “nirodh!” there was awe and...
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the girl called rhino
a wail rose up in the calm late afternoon air. the tail end of it came stalking into the room with...
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the red oxide floor
it looked like it was going to rain. flashes of lightning lit up the frosted window pane every now...
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five feet of the snake
“unpalatable to the lord of death! forerunner of the monkeys!! you’ve seen five feet...
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revolution
the tiny dark man in spotless white dhoti and panjabi – in bengal the kurta has been called that...
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rainy days and sundays
“bzzzzzzzzzz!” it was the carpenter bee. black and rotund and a little hazy as it...
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a winter afternoon : a story
she stood on the third floor balcony, looking out at nothing actually. it was a bright day, there...
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