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StoryA Sonnet For Darkness nandinidhar013 years 1 week ago
CollectionKolkata-Amrikka Express nandinidhar013 years 1 week ago
CollectionSkin Tunes and Memory Tropes nandinidhar013 years 1 week ago
StoryWhy the Hyacinths Are the Way They Are nandinidhar013 years 1 month ago
StoryWhy the Hyacinths Are the Way They Are nandinidhar013 years 1 month ago
Story“A Room? Why....” nandinidhar013 years 1 month ago
StoryWhat I Would Never Know ( My 200 Words) nandinidhar213 years 1 month ago
StoryLearning the Names nandinidhar113 years 1 month ago
StoryUn-longing nandinidhar013 years 1 month ago
StoryThe Night They Broke It Into Two nandinidhar013 years 1 month ago
StoryLove Song from a Run-down British Port City nandinidhar013 years 1 month ago
StoryThings Untitled nandinidhar213 years 1 month ago
StoryManufacturing Love nandinidhar013 years 1 month ago
StoryOf Birth and Scars nandinidhar013 years 1 month ago
StoryJune 6, 2003 nandinidhar013 years 1 month ago
StoryFor Us nandinidhar013 years 1 month ago
StorySoft charcoal lines... littleditty313 years 6 months ago
StoryThank God, The Sky is Not Navy Blue nandinidhar318 years 2 months ago
Forum topic04.04.08 Story, Poem and Inspiration Point of the Week tcook218 years 3 months ago
StoryA TROPICAL CHILDHOOD. cjm318 years 4 months ago
StoryHappy New Year 2008 nandinidhar418 years 6 months ago
StoryLucky Thirteen Margharita818 years 8 months ago

My stories

Thank God, The Sky is Not Navy Blue

It took Maa eleven days to finish sewing Pipli's school uniform. You cannot just walk inside a school like that. In most places, you need at least a good solid official name.
Story of the week

Learning the Names

School is not the sort of place you can just walk in. First, you must know you have a name. Then you must know what that name is. But even that isn’t enough.

Un-longing

It scared me. What the needles talked. You held on to my knuckles trying to reach on to the marrow. Through the scald of the skin. Monday last. I saw the gold-tinted

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