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Learn me, my Mother! | short stories from India
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Short stories from India. Little things which mattered when bigger things shattered. Learn me, my Mother! 8216;Every message has its intrinsic value.’. I am learning you every day. I not want to live in this hostel. My tears dried up, and I know you also learning me. I do the studies properly, but at night I cry and I learn and I cry and I learn. I cry for you only in the night and I learn you 24 hours a day. It is important here to right the letter in English, so I am trying to write it well, as I am.
The Medicine Man | short stories from India
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Short stories from India. Little things which mattered when bigger things shattered. 8216;In everyone, there lives a Superhero.’. He wanted to be a superhero. He tried all the techniques he knew of becoming one, but to no avail. Laza was a boy with big dreams: he wants to save the world from the bad guys, he wants to be with the beautiful girls of his age and he wants to be very famous. And here is my mountain to become a Superhero… he declared, smiling at the colourful heap of sinless medicines. I would...
A Straw Man | short stories from India
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Short stories from India. Little things which mattered when bigger things shattered. Juvenile invites, youth tries, adult applies, and the old man dies.’. Johnny had suffered from great inferiority complex during his teens, as many of us do. He was so thin that people in the family, neighbourhood, and even school called him ‘a straw’. He opened the door of his class without an iota of fear. Hey look, it’s Shitpants… a guy called out. Suddenly, his mind went blank. He had been promoted to an even more...
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Short stories from India. Little things which mattered when bigger things shattered. A Man Without a Friend. A man without a dream is a man waiting for death.’. He was an extremely odd man without a friend. Albert Pinto lived alone; he cooked alone and he ate alone — and he never helped a soul. His house is no more than a trash can, the cop pronounced, after digging into his house when the neighbours complained about his ulterior motives. He is no more than a slacker a worthless one indeed! Have a safe a...
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Short stories from India. Little things which mattered when bigger things shattered. Have a safe and bright Diwali. It’s for everyone, so just enjoy! October 23, 2014. Happy New Year 2015 :) →. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out. Notify me of new comments via email.
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Voyager: November 2012
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The journeys - spatial and beyond. Thursday, November 1, 2012. 8220;There is a tide in the affairs of men,. Which taken at the flood, leads on to fortune. Omitted, all the voyage of their life. Is bound in shallows and in miseries. On such a full sea are we now afloat. And we must take the current when it serves,. Or lose our ventures.”. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Short Stories from India. Would you tell me, please, which way I ought to go from here? View my complete profile. Sand dunes created an...
Voyager: Devalgarh
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The journeys - spatial and beyond. Thursday, January 27, 2011. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Short Stories from India. Would you tell me, please, which way I ought to go from here? That depends a good deal on where you want to get to,' said the Cat. `I don't much care where- ' said Alice. `Then it doesn't matter which way you go,' said the Cat. `- so long as I get somewhere.'. View my complete profile. There was an error in this gadget. Fare forward, voyagers- T.S. Eliot. 8220;There is a tide in th...
Voyager: Fare forward, voyagers- T.S. Eliot
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The journeys - spatial and beyond. Wednesday, January 11, 2012. Fare forward, voyagers- T.S. Eliot. I sometimes wonder if that is what Krishna meant—. Among other things—or one way of putting the same thing:. That the future is a faded song, a Royal Rose or a lavender spray. Of wistful regret for those who are not yet here to regret,. Pressed between yellow leaves of a book that has never been opened. And the way up is the way down, the way forward is the way back. To the sleepy rhythm of a hundred hours.
Voyager
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The journeys - spatial and beyond. Thursday, November 1, 2012. 8220;There is a tide in the affairs of men,. Which taken at the flood, leads on to fortune. Omitted, all the voyage of their life. Is bound in shallows and in miseries. On such a full sea are we now afloat. And we must take the current when it serves,. Or lose our ventures.”. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Short Stories from India. Would you tell me, please, which way I ought to go from here? View my complete profile. Sand dunes created&...
Voyager: October 2012
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The journeys - spatial and beyond. Tuesday, October 30, 2012. That was one such a day now actually going on in its 96th hour. Friday, October 12, 2012. In the city of Nizams. A Flower Vendor outside CharMinar. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Short Stories from India. Would you tell me, please, which way I ought to go from here? View my complete profile. That was one such a day now actually going on in i. In the city of Nizams. There was an error in this gadget. Fare forward, voyagers- T.S. Eliot. Some days s...
Voyager: Srinagar Garhwal
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The journeys - spatial and beyond. Saturday, January 29, 2011. River Alaknanda during February. Misty Alaknanda River as seen in an August dawn. Dam being constructed on the river. When clouds come down. The week long Vaikunth Chaturdashi Fair in Srinagar (. Troupe of Sohan Lal playing traditional Garhwali instruments(Dhol and damau). Handicraft work exhibited in the fair. Chandika mata ki doli. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Short Stories from India. View my complete profile. Sand dunes created...
Voyager: January 2011
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The journeys - spatial and beyond. Saturday, January 29, 2011. River Alaknanda during February. Misty Alaknanda River as seen in an August dawn. Dam being constructed on the river. When clouds come down. The week long Vaikunth Chaturdashi Fair in Srinagar (. Troupe of Sohan Lal playing traditional Garhwali instruments(Dhol and damau). Handicraft work exhibited in the fair. Chandika mata ki doli. Thursday, January 27, 2011. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Short Stories from India. View my complete profile.
Voyager: Partners in crime
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The journeys - spatial and beyond. Monday, July 16, 2012. Crossing the road in this part of the city is always an effort. You see either unnecessary number of vehicles or garbage-entire day's garbage littered around- wrappers, bottles.". He kept on walking and brooding like a responsible middle class citizen when a group of three untidy kids, in a corner of the road, grabbed his interest. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Short Stories from India. View my complete profile. Sand dunes created and ...
Voyager: September 2012
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The journeys - spatial and beyond. Monday, September 17, 2012. Is this how I should define. Human existence- yours and mine? I mull over the reasons. And the efforts I make to survive. Is it really worth it? Am I more than. Or just a fleeting moment in the space. Questions are odd,. Each leading me to a greater void. You try to answer and say-. Like a stalagmite is formed. Each one playing its invisible part. You shall definitely leave a mark as you depart'. I find your answer an old story. Fare forward,...
Voyager: January 2012
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The journeys - spatial and beyond. Wednesday, January 11, 2012. Fare forward, voyagers- T.S. Eliot. I sometimes wonder if that is what Krishna meant—. Among other things—or one way of putting the same thing:. That the future is a faded song, a Royal Rose or a lavender spray. Of wistful regret for those who are not yet here to regret,. Pressed between yellow leaves of a book that has never been opened. And the way up is the way down, the way forward is the way back. To the sleepy rhythm of a hundred hours.
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short stories from India | Little things which mattered when bigger things shattered.
Short stories from India. Little things which mattered when bigger things shattered. A Man Without a Friend. A man without a dream is a man waiting for death.’. He was an extremely odd man without a friend. Albert Pinto lived alone; he cooked alone and he ate alone — and he never helped a soul. His house is no more than a trash can, the cop pronounced, after digging into his house when the neighbours complained about his ulterior motives. He is no more than a slacker a worthless one indeed! Have a safe a...
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2011 március 18., péntek. Egy perc boldogság (Szilvi novellája). Örömmel jelentem, hogy egyetlen nővérem úgy döntött, megpróbálkozik az írással és ennek eredményét megosztja veletek is :) ) Állítása szerint ez volt az "első próbálkozása", bár szerintem ez a minőségén cseppet sem látszik. Elképesztően színes, lebilincselő és érzelmekkel teli "kis" alkotás lett, sok sok szeretettel ajánlom mindenkinek! Jó olvasást és Szilvi nevében megköszönöm előre is a kommenteket :) ). Megtudtam tőle, hogy neki csak egy...
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A diary of Short Stories. Ajeeb daastaan hai yeh…. February 19, 2017. February 19, 2017. The rain was relentless, the setting ominous. The mobile network was off and on… Neeta tried to keep her calm. First step is to get a transport. Second step is to inform home. The wind picked up and the elements started seeping through. As the evening drew closer, the mind started working overtime. What if the bus doesn’t come? What if this, What if that. Many more what if questions. 8221; He asked. Tan Ta Tan Ta Tan...
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Wednesday, July 22, 2015. Last weekend, my sister casually mentioned that my last post here came on June 26. It's been a conscious step back, actually, as I worked to assess priorities, time management, and what I'd like to say. For now, that means a more formal, more permanent step away. To say I have loved coming here and writing is a gross understatement. I have absolutely loved. Friday, June 26, 2015. To Sum It Up. Not gonna lie, I was gonna blow things off over here today. On top of being totall...
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Short Stories From Saturday. Short stories written in the first person. Sunday, July 28, 2013. La Cuarta Parte (Sierra de la Espuma). This is the fourth part of the story. Sierra de la Espuma. To read the first through third parts please search in the archives on the right of this page. Thanks for reading! 8220;Where do you think you’re going? 8220;We we’re thinking about calling it a night. This isn’t really our party.” I answered sheepishly. 8220;Do you need me to lead? Ruby moved her lips close to my ...
