WBRi Online Magazine - Creative Writing

কাঁঠাল্ - ডঃ অশোককুমার মিশ্র | Kaanthal: A Short Story By Dr. Asokekumar Misra (WBRi Bangla Online Magazine)

Dr. Asokekumar MisraEditor's Note: Dr. Asokekumar Misra is a Bengali poet, short story writer, dramatist, literary critique and Associate Professor of Bengali Dept. at Bhairab Ganguly College in Belghoria, Kolkata. He has authored many books on Bengali on literature, including text books and reference books for M.A. courses of Calcutta and other universities. Dr. Misra can be reached at asokemisra6 at gmail.

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ডঃ অশোককুমার মিশ্র

জামাইষষ্ঠীর সাতদিন আগে থেকে  ঘর- বার ,পোষ্টাপিস -টাপিসে যাতায়াত করে করে হল্লাক হয়ে গেছে গোবিন্দ – না শ্বশুরমশায়ের চিঠি না শ্বশুরমশায়ের টিকি ...

Cambodia: Pol Pot Horror

Cambodia Pol Pot Jail and Museum: Killing Field and Mass Burial Graves

Coming out of the hellish killing field of Pol Pot, I dropped down numb on a bench beneath a Longan tree. Lucrative fruits were dangling within easy reach, but I ignored them. Grave silence around me was occasionally interrupted by suppressed weeping of female visitors.

In Quest of Our Glorious Past: Cambodia

Dr. Ratan Lal BasuAs soon as I looked out the exit gate of Phnom Penh Airport at late afternoon I felt as though I have entered into an unknown enchanting world radically different from the drab modernized Bangkok where I had been only a few hours ago. Later on I was marveled by the exquisite architecture of the city, a fine blending of French and Buddhist architecture.

Shahrukh Khan and Indonesia

Ramayana Show in Bali Indonesia

I could at last find out the mobile stall at Bali island of Indonesia and asked for an international sim-card. The man at the counter said, ‘sir you can buy a cheaper one at 20,000 Indonesian Rupiah but I would suggest you the better one at 50,000. I asked him to show the better one and handed over my passport. The boy beside him looked intently at my passport and said in a jubilant mood, ‘India, Shahrukh Khan, kuch kuch hota hai’. In front of my bewildered eyes two girls at came forward from behind, looked at me intently and then started singing in perfect Hindi accent (although they had disclosed later on that they don’t know Hindi at all)

“Tum paas aaye yoon muskaraye
Tumne na jaane kya sapne dikhaye
Ab to mera dil jaage na sota hai
Kya karoon haye kuchh kuchh hota hai”

"Chaitali's Father" by Nirendra Dev : An English Short Story (WBRi Online Magazine)

Chaitali's Father

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 Modi to Moditva, 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.

WBRi has the pleasure of publishing a series of short stories by Nirendra. Search with keywords "Nirendra Dev" to read his prior stories and articles on Washington Bangla Radio.

At the end of five years and more they were married; my mother was surprised into it. Not the one to believe in feminism of the kind that had come to stay, she always thought a woman is a puppet whose strings are held in one man’s hands or the other. For the present and probably her future she was blaming my father. She blamed her fate, but if she had the little courage to protest; well her life as well as mine would have been different ...