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Poetry

By: Linda M. Crate you’re a loadedgod complexcocked and pulledshot me straight throughthe heart,and my stained glasssoul is stillreeling in the silver ofyour melancholy;giving love a bad namebecause the onlychess gameyou’ll play is lust—lulled me into afalse sense of securityjust…

News

Servents of the Goddess is a pioneering account of contemporary devadasis—women forced to spend their lives serving the gods and servicing the males of an ancient fertility cult in Karnataka. Servants of the Goddess tells the heartbreaking and life-affirming stories…

Poetry

By: Chandra Shekhar Dubey I feel presence of my being In your glaring eyes where streams Of untold miseries flow to weave A world of aborted desires, unfulfilled dreams. Your pale face tells the days spent in miseries. I feel…

Poetry

By: B.A. Varghese The green leaves crush and crackle underfoot leaving a trail along strong brown trunks that pierce wispy clouds in the sapphire sky. I leave footprints behind in the soft ground and crushed grass, in accord with and…

Fiction

By: Gaither Stewart   “You don’t have any idea what the real world is,” Juan Francisco said softly, looking up from his easel and scowling at her curled form in the narrow bed a few steps away. “You’re thirty years…

Fiction

By: Sam Rapth At the centre of the glowing Lenovo screen, in a 600 * 500 pixel tiny window, Jack Orbit was shown, the heavens. The heavens were two. Both belonged to a girl who was proud showcasing her assets through…

NewsPoetry

Nikhil Chandwani launched his poetry book Unsung Words at the World Book Fair 2014. Nikhil Chandwani’s Unsung Words is published by Omji Publishing House. It was released by Sumeet Kumar, founder of Mystic Wanderer Innovative Media. While launching the book,…

DramaNews

A Hinglish play, The Good, The Bad and The Bolly (Wood) by “Free Parking Entertainment”, an initiative of MSOSA (Modern School Old Students Association) will be staged. This is MSOSA’s 50th Annual Production being held at Kamani Auditorium, Copernicus Marg,…

Fiction

By: Reese Scott It took time to get out of bed now. His legs hurt. His feet were swollen. His face was cracking. Age isn’t kind. Mr. Foldoff had thought he would never get old. Now he hides from his…

Fiction

By: Maya Unnikrishn​an The phone rang around 10.00 pm. Mother answered. Hello, Tharayil veed aaono? (Is it Tharayil house?) Adhe. (Yes) Naale varunu sthalam pootan . (I am coming tomorrow to dig the land) Adhu shari she replied yepol varum ?…