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Saarc 2014
  • Abandoned
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    Things went from bad to worse as Dhanmaya resorted to silence after that day. She only spoke when spoken to, and that too very little. A forlorn expression made a permanent fixture on her...

  • The Arabian Dream

    After returning from Al Ismailia for the first time, the only face that I could remember was yours. I remembered you not because you were the most beautiful amongst the Al Ismailia girls. I...

  • A great storyteller

    He had a favourite chair, the one made of bamboo cane, where he used to sit whenever he wanted me to listen to his...

  • Guilty conscience

    Keshav’s ethics made him despise the job. He hated it from the core of his heart and was angry that corruption had pervaded each and every corner of the...

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    Lovers’ Private Talk and the Intruder

    Sonia: It was a rebuttal to your sucky sarcasm, which reminds me of The Importance of Being Earnest, one of the wittiest plays I have ever read. I also recommend Catcher in the...

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    The Orphan House

    I am just thinking some random thoughts, and these thoughts might not be very appealing to the viewers or readers. You know what they tell you in Painter Uncle’s rule book—that your art...

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    Happiness and trepidation

    She was dying....

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    The Last thing inside Pandora’s box

    As a child Catherine rarely got to sleep with bedtime fables and stories. She was raised by a single...

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    The summer of '99

    As soon as I heard the teacher utter her name, which I found exotic, I looked up and threw a glance at her. She was beautiful. I kept looking at her until she walked across several benches...

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    Rite of passage

    It was first brought into class by Mukesh, the oldest among the kids and bit of a pervert. The graphic paperback with the racy illustrations, available only in shady corners of...

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    The old parchment, music and love

    Consumed by the words on that piece of paper, he could feel something changing inside him. Somehow, he felt connected to the words—with all the sentiments impeccably inscribed by the...