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"Barren" by Rashmi Gowda - English Short Story (WBRi Online Magazine)

English Short Story

Barren

by Rashmi Gowda

Reshmi GowdaEditor's note: Rashmi Gowda works for a medical device company in the Pittsburgh metropolitan area. She grew up in South India, and moved to the US to pursue her MBA. She has been writing short stories, poems and travelogues for her blog rushwrites.blogspot.com and also worked as co-editor for her school's weekly magazine. She can be reached at rashmi.gowda [at] gmail [dot] com.


Venka had not slept all night. He had been praying for a way out of the mess he was in. There was no divine inspiration. His God had forsaken him. He wondered what Appa would have said if he saw him now ...




"Kathegarana Shaapa - The Storyteller’s Curse" by Rashmi Gowda (WBRi Online Magazine)

Kathegarana Shaapa | The Storyteller’s Curse

by Rashmi Gowda

Reshmi GowdaEditor's note: Rashmi Gowda works for a medical device company in the Pittsburgh metropolitan area. She grew up in South India, and moved to the US to pursue her MBA. She has been writing short stories, poems and travelogues for her blog rushwrites.blogspot.com and also worked as co-editor for her school's weekly magazine. She can be reached at rashmi.gowda [at] gmail [dot] com.

I am Kathegara, the storyteller. Over the centuries I have been called many other names: Baghawatha the narrator and Soothradhara the holder of strings. I was five years old when my destiny was foretold. I still remember the day clearly. It was near the end of the Rig-veda, one of the most glorious times in the purity of spiritual thought. A thin, tall man with a beard and long hair appeared at our doorstep. He carried a staff in his hand. My grandmother went in to get some food.

“We never turn away a hungry man” explained my mother, in my ear, while I sat in her lap.

As the man accepted the alms, he asked if he could have some water, his throat was parched.

“Go fetch water” said my mother, giving me a slight push. I already knew that it was considered a sin to deny someone water ...



"The Guiding Sun, Soothing Moon" by Nirendra Dev : An English Short Story (WBRi Online Magazine)

The Guiding Sun, Soothing Moon

By Nirendra Dev

A Short Story


Nirendra Narayan DevEditor's Note: Nirendra Narayan Dev (nirendev1 [at] gmail [dot] com), an acclaimed political journalist, is a special correspondent of The Statesman, New Delhi and author of the books Ayodhya : Battle For Peace, The Talking Guns North East India and Godhra A Journey To Mayhem. Nirendra was born and brought up in India's northeast and his father served with paramilitary force Assam Rifles. His blog is at bestofindiarestofindia.blogspot.com.

We have previously had an opportunity of talking to the author and have posted the audio recording of the interview.

The author's previous short-story has also been published in our Magazine section: "Arms of Comfort"


In the lap of concrete jungles the entire landscape of greenery seemed to have lost completely. The stray and momentary sites of greenery by peeping outside the window only tried to strengthen one argument that the nature has lost the battle to the minds of architectures. The towering 18th floor adjacent to theirs gave an imposing look. Her flat was on the fifth floor. Looking upside for a while Snehlata wondered how life could be in these sky-touching floors. These architectures make mammoth buildings because they want to make God’s creation of man and nature - appear small and tiny.

These people in the cities have never quite enjoyed the sight of ducks and ducklings dancing in the rain, she wondered.

Her first memory of childhood was when she was 6-7 years. The rain dance in the green paddy fields by sneaking out of the school compound used to attract her the most – day after day ---- year after year. Lost in her wild thoughts, Snehlata’s first memory of ambition, she tried to figure, was at the age of 9 – when she wanted to be a Rabindrasangeet singer. But this was short lived. At 11, she wanted to be a poet and a writer. In her childhood innocence, she would often wonder staring at the Sun – that it is “guiding” her all along the entire day - right from the morning to the class room and then to the play ground and back home. Her entire daily life was guided by the Sun; equally she would be little surprised that by night that job was left to the Moon – something which would always leave a soothing effect ...



Oh! Earth

Oh Earth, no one really understands you, do they?

Never To Return - A Short Story by Arin Paul | WBRi Online Magazine

Short Story

Never To Return

Arin Paul

Shekhar & Rimi were sitting at this quaint restaurant sipping their drinks. There had been a silence between them which seemed like eternity. Rimi broke the silence at last. “It’s difficult for life to go on this way”, she said. Shekhar replied “It was what it was because they had chosen it to be that way”. Rimi looked at him hard. She recalled their strong friendship during college days. They had done everything together. Right from exchanging notes, getting involved in college politics to watching good theater to sitting in the library reading two copies of the same book and exchanging thoughts through looks as they would be asked to leave if they spoke. And now they were both married to their respective spouses and settled in life ...



কিছুটা নয় - সান্ত্বনা চট্টোপাধ্যায় | Kichuta Noye : Bengali Poem by Santwana Chatterjee (WBRi Online Bengali Magazine)

"Kichuta Noye" is a Bengali poem (Bangla Kobita) by Santwana Chatterjee in unicode Bangla font published in WBRi Bengali Online Magazine section. You can send your creative writing to submissions@washingtonbanglaradio.com for consideration towards publication.


কিছুটা নয়

সান্ত্বনা চট্টোপাধ্যায়


কতদূরে গেলে পাব তোমায়
আমি কিছুটা বুঝেছি কিছুটা নয়  ...



আমি বন্য আদিম মানবী - সান্ত্বনা চট্টোপাধ্যায় | Ami Banya Adim Manobi: Bengali Poem by Santwana Chatterjee | Bengali Magazine

"Ami Banya Aadim Manobi" (I - Wild Primordial Woman) is a Bengali poem (Bangla Kobita) by Santwana Chatterjee in unicode Bangla font published in WBRi Bengali Online Magazine section. You can send your creative writing to submissions@washingtonbanglaradio.com for consideration towards publication.


আমি বন্য আদিম মানবী

সান্ত্বনা চট্টোপাধ্যায়


আমি যদি হতাম লাবণ্য-
তোমায় দেখে সাউথ সিটি মলে
শেলী, কিটি বা মিলির সাথে ,
কাফে-কফি-ডে-র চেয়ারে আড্ডারত –
চেয়ার টেবিল উলটে
কলার ধরে তোমায় টেনে আনার
ইচ্ছে টাকে বুকের মাঝে চেপে –
অনায়াসে এগিয়ে যেতাম ঠোঁটের কোনায়
শ্লেষের হাসি ঝুলিয়ে ...



A Letter To Gandhiji ...

Yeh Aapka Bharat Hai ...

"Arms of Comfort" by Nirendra Dev : An English Short Story (WBRi Online Magazine)

Nirendra Narayan DevEditor's Note: Nirendra Narayan Dev (nirendev1 [at] gmail [dot] com), an acclaimed political journalist, is a special correspondent of The Statesman, New Delhi and author of the books Ayodhya : Battle For Peace, The Talking Guns North East India and Godhra A Journey To Mayhem. Nirendra was born and brought up in India's northeast and his father served with paramilitary force Assam Rifles. His blog is at bestofindiarestofindia.blogspot.com.

We have previously had an opportunity of talking to the author and have posted the audio recording of the interview.


“The north east of India should no longer be a playground for Indian army and the self-styled freedom fighters or whatever name they are known today,” chuckled Capt. Devkant Basu as he hung up the telephone. The land-line telephone calls have minimized to rarity these days so much that the receiver carried some dust on it. Dusting off the black telephone set and the table, he thought it was over 20 years now since he had left Nagaland. “Jantrikata amader grash korchche (The machines and the machine age are eating up all our time),” he remembered his father often saying in chaste Bangla as he was reflecting upon the use of mobile handsets during last 10 years in his life. The land-line
phone is hardly in use these days.



নয়নতারা - সান্ত্বনা চট্টোপাধ্যায় | Nayantara - A Bengali Poem by Santwana Chatterjee (WBRi Bangla Online Magazine)

"Nayantara" is a Bengali poem (Bangla Kobita) by Santwana Chatterjee in unicode Bangla font published in WBRi Bengali Online Magazine section.


নয়নতারা

সান্ত্বনা চট্টোপাধ্যায়


আমার বাগানে আমি ফোটাতে চাই ফুল

বেল, যুঁই, চাঁপা , সূর্যমুখীও হতে পারে ।

 

বাড়ির পিছনে দেখি হয়েছে ফুল- নয়ন-তারা ।

থরে থরে ফুটেছে ওরা- আপনহারা ।



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