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My husband and I had an inter-caste love marriage against the wishes of our parents. We both met when we were working at the same workplace and fell in love. We had known each other for almost five years, during which we tried convincing our parents about our marriage, but they were unwilling to relent. […]
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There was a time when my family branded me “An Adamant Girl.” For anyone who is very adamant, in Tamil, there is a saying which goes like this: “Avan pudicha muyalukku moon kaalu,” which means,“The rabbit caught by him has three legs.” This shows the person’s height of adamancy. In my family, whenever there was
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Author: Munira Dalal The human mind is an excellent hub of memories and emotions. It is a treasure trove of images and flashbacks.Some incidents are so deeply in-grained in this intricate network that they refuse to fade even with time. The incident that I am about to narrate is truly unforgettable. I was about seven
लेखिका: प्राची अग्रवाल पिछले साल मई में हम महिला मंडल का टूर का प्लान बना। गर्मियाँ बहुत थी, इसलिए सबने सुझाव दिया कि गंगा स्नान कर आयें। बुलंदशहर जिले में स्थित छोटी काशी नाम से मशहूर अनूपशहर भ्रमण निश्चित हुआ। वैसे तो मांँ गंगा जीवनदायिनी हैं। लेकिन मनुष्य प्रकृति से अंधाधुंध छेड़खानी कर रहा है।
Author : Amita Raj This was not the first time Nina had noticed the flashing neon sign in front of a store that read ‘Psychic Sapna’. The glass windows had a flier, ‘I’ve the power to fulfil your dreams.’ There was a phone number as well as the option of walk-ins. Through the glass window,
Author: Amita Raj Dressed in soft celestine blue, the full moon illuminated the sky amidst the final saffron-gold hues of the dusky evening. Grey seagulls, red- beaked parrots and jet black crows sang their bird songs. Shaping colourful patterns on the horizon, they all flew up upwards. Joining the fluttering blue butterfly, I found myself
#Fiction Author : Amita Raj Picture Courtesy : Saumya Dwivedi Megha opened the cupboard to select an elegant outfit to wear for her friend’s wedding reception. Hanging amidst all her clothes was her favourite red silk sari. She gazed at it with misty eyes. It shone like a sheet of melting ruby, with gold butis
Author: Swati Mohandas “You are dumb. Your parents didn’t teach you anything. You are good for nothing.” I was subjected to such kind of verbal abuse now and then. Sometimes, I even had to tolerate physical abuse. But I kept quiet. I was reluctant to report abuse at the hands of my wife. Yes, you read
Author: Swati Mohandas “No, don’t kill him” , I mumbled. Thump!! I saw his body lying splattered in a pool of blood. The boy was thrown from the eighteenth floor by his father. I shrieked, “Nooooo” and woke up gasping for breath. I had a nightmare in which Annabelle, the terrifying porcelain doll who had cursed the father to
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Author: Anindita Bhattacharya “ETERNAL”, the word itself says so much, anything that is immortal. I do not know any such thing, which last forever, well after saying this, I might be rejected from the getting my blog published. But someone,somewhere will read this, understand too, yes no thing, no relation, no moment can be eternal. In