Charulata Panigrahi

The elderly lady arrived with her NRI grandson at my stall on one evening. The handsome  boy of nineteen had come to stay with his grandparents in vacation.The grand mother asked me to give him gupchups. The boy talked only 

“The July rain and storm is raging outside. I am looking at my cute little baby. A wet nurse is feeding her breast milk to my  son. How can you be so cruel God? Why you made me die during

Sumati was laying on her bed fully awake. A storm with rain, lightning and thunder was going unabated outside . She could hear the talk and giggles of her two maids from the room next  to her. How happy those

Amit and Alok, once inseparable friends drifted apart after college.For doing their post graduation, life took them to different places leading to years of silence.A chance encounter reunited them on attending the same alumni event at Bhubaneswar. Surprised gasps escaped

Political independence is necessary to fulfill our physical, psychological and Self needs to express latent abilities in establishing order in country and world at large. This is indeed a noble and huse task, but human life will not be complete

It was the retirement day of Meera Mishra IPS. A grand farewell party was there in the city’s Police headquarters. She had served the state brilliantly, never unsavory or infamous and stayed uncontroversial throughout her career. She rose to the

The out break of Covid-19 had left the widower Subodh babu totally flabbergasted. What sort of things were going around.Mask in mouth and frequently washing of hands,not touching things , o my God, how could one lead a life this

Growing vegetables was a passion with Shankar. His village Tihidi was well known  for its quality  agricultural products. He had inherited one acre of fertile land and the expertise of cultivation from his father.He grew almost all types of vegetables.

The septuagenarian Madhumati Devi boarded the overcrowded town bus. As a senior citizen she got a seat and ticket in half price. Her mission was to go to the post office to purchase a tiranga. How come she forgets putting