By: Balu George I was at one of those roadside cafes. The kind where you can sit endlessly, Have a coffee or two, And watch the world go by. But I was not interested in the world, I was interested…

By: Balu George Tony, sweetheart! I hear you are planning, To drink yourself to death. I will be cheering you on to the very end. Atta boy! You have your reasons. To hell with them! What do they know? I sense,…

‘The Ministry of Utmost Happiness’ is Arundhati Roy’s 2nd novel. Her first novel ‘God of Small Things’ was a runaway success and won her the prestigious Booker Prize. Despite its dark tale, ‘God of Small Things’ did win her a…

By Russ Bickerstaff Dave’s face is a mask. I always get here and I always meet with him here. In this office. And I guess I always wonder what the hell he’s thinking. No idea. We’re sitting there in a…

By: Kazi Nazrul Islam Translated by K Ahmed Alam O soul, there comes the joyous Eid after Ramadan fasting You sacrifice yourself; follow Divine calling. For the Almighty are all your gold, silver and palaces; Pay zakat to awaken the…

By: Richard D. Hartwell “Clothes make the man.” “You are judged by your appearance.” “Your appearance reveals the real you.” These were some of the admonitions with which I grew up. They were leveled at me almost daily: by my mother,…

By Jack Kamm  “The tragedy of machismo is that a man is never quite man enough.”  ~Germaine Greer             Like most of us, Hemingway couldn’t expunge his childhood, whose damage turned his art, in later years, into a refuge from…

‘A Different Kind of Lovely’ is a new novel recently released. The novel claims to keep readers engaged till the end with its interesting line of story and characters. Penned by Petra March, the novel is a story of a…

By: Carol Smallwood Rosemary McKinley’s interest in history is evident: she was a history and writing teacher before she retired. She has been published in several magazines and in included in anthologies. Her books include: 101 Glimpses of the North Fork…

Interweavings: Creative Nonfiction is a mosaic. There is a gentle ebb and flow of threads of with children, cancer, marriage, friends, losses. And yet, you catch yourself, while reading and after you finish, thinking about your own life. Not comparing,…