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Story: Old Rum Bottles

 By: Narasimha Sharma Veturi I opened my eyes to the frantic chaos of porters pushing my fellow passengers to come in and be the first to carry the luggage of the seemingly rich people. I was reasonably hungry and as I…

Story: The Grinding stone

By: Maya Unnikrishnan She waited for him. He was coming home after 25 years. She has changed, not the woman he brought home .She had that unsure gait in his presence, as though wanting to be there yet uncertain. He…

Story: Owl in the Water Pit

By: Gaither Stewart Martin was one of those persons to whom unusual things often happen. It was unclear whether he attracted the odd events or if the events attracted him. What is more, Martin implicated others in the things happening…

Story: Kurri Thatha

By: Maya Unnikrishnan His face was crisscrossed with lines, deep lines that formed seams across. His shirt hung loose on his thin bony frame, He had a crop of white hair which contrasted with his skin weather beaten and darkened by…

Story: One For The Road

By: Akash Vikas Rumade It was evening of Dusserah. The moon shone brightly in the dark blue skies although the grey clouds were trying hard to conceal it. On such a wintry night Arnab parked his bike at the pool…

Story: Moderate Merlot

By: Ross Durrence She always made full use of the full-length mirror in her apartment. Before she ever left the house she would take much more than a cursory glance at her appearance, surveying her form from head to toe. She…

Story: June-bug

By: JP Miller Jacob sat at the porch table, lunching on a tomato sandwich, and stared through the rusty screen door at June-bug. Carefully, tenderly, June-bug whipped the axe through the air and divided a log of oak into two…

Story: What a Trip!

By: Richard D. Hartwell You could say that the trip decided itself. In the car, on the way to Adalanto, neither of them can agree who had brought up the idea first, let alone how it was finalized. But by six-thirty…

Story: Autumn

By: Ketaki   She sat down and flicked her hair. There was no need to talk she had said. Everything is spontaneous. No words from the either of us, but the silence not awkward. Thoughts that were obvious conveyed through the…

Story: Visiting Uncle Charlie

By: Trevor Conway    “DNA is a large organic molecule composed of a series of sub-units called nucleotides.” Nucleotides. Nucleotides. “Each nucleotide consists of a phosphate group–” Phosphate group. “…a five-carbon sugar, deoxyribose–” Deoxyribose, a five-carbon sugar. “…and one of four…