Panchali

“Death is inevitable. Here goes the most talented, intelligent and beautiful woman”, said a sombre but scary voice. The voice subsided, and the sound ‘thud’ of a body dropping was heard. Draupadi fell from the side of the snowclad mountain.

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Guilt

Our errand boy Gopal handed over a letter to me. “Sir, the postman brought this”, he said. It was an inland letter. “Who writes letters these days!”, I thought while turning it over. I saw the sender’s name – it

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Realization

The wise say, why wander hither and thither, Temples, mosques and churches; He is within you. Have I found Him within me? Not yet; But I see Him, In the sun, in the moon, In the hills, mountains, rivers, and

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The Groom’s Dhoti

The golden period of one’s life is childhood. The innocent mistakes, the punishments are nostalgic. Here I am going to describe one, which I told to little gadget addicted grand daughter. Long back, Geeta’s and our family, lived in the

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Girlhood

Gone are those golden days My unforgettable girlhood days; The delight of roaming with friends On the wide roads, with the fresh breeze blowing, Bougainvilleas peeping from both sides, the mosaic colours of red, yellow and white. No fear of

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The Guava Episode

Grandfather was ill. So parents had to go to Puri. They left me at Kaka’s house to attend classes. His 3 children and I were in the same school,So we two sisters and 2 brothers, the cousin concept was absent

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Cyclone Titli

  It is good or bad I don’t know but if you have a doctor child, then the parents have to go through a master health check up each year. This happened to me early this month. My daughter along

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Loving Ayah

The aroma of coffee engulfed the house. It was raining heavily. I sat to write, the small table was near the window. Meera our house-keeper brought the freshly made coffee in a mug. She knows when I write I need

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Arrivals at Terminal 2

It was the last day of our training. After the morning session, I came back to my room. Harish was already there, wiping his sweat with a Turkish towel. “Hey Jagannath” with a mischievous tone he asked, thinking about the

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Rain

I was expecting you since noon Yet apprehending will you? They say, birth death and rain Nobody can predict. But I hoped and hoped, The sky got darker The green trees swayed Cool breeze got inside the house But where

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