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StoryA Sonnet For Darkness nandinidhar011 years 5 months ago
CollectionKolkata-Amrikka Express nandinidhar011 years 5 months ago
CollectionSkin Tunes and Memory Tropes nandinidhar011 years 5 months ago
StoryWhy the Hyacinths Are the Way They Are nandinidhar011 years 7 months ago
StoryWhy the Hyacinths Are the Way They Are nandinidhar011 years 7 months ago
Story“A Room? Why....” nandinidhar011 years 7 months ago
StoryWhat I Would Never Know ( My 200 Words) nandinidhar211 years 7 months ago
StoryLearning the Names nandinidhar111 years 7 months ago
StoryUn-longing nandinidhar011 years 7 months ago
StoryThe Night They Broke It Into Two nandinidhar011 years 7 months ago
StoryLove Song from a Run-down British Port City nandinidhar011 years 7 months ago
StoryThings Untitled nandinidhar211 years 7 months ago
StoryManufacturing Love nandinidhar011 years 7 months ago
StoryOf Birth and Scars nandinidhar011 years 7 months ago
StoryJune 6, 2003 nandinidhar011 years 7 months ago
StoryFor Us nandinidhar011 years 7 months ago
StorySoft charcoal lines... littleditty311 years 11 months ago
StoryThank God, The Sky is Not Navy Blue nandinidhar316 years 8 months ago
Forum topic04.04.08 Story, Poem and Inspiration Point of the Week tcook216 years 9 months ago
StoryA TROPICAL CHILDHOOD. cjm316 years 10 months ago
StoryHappy New Year 2008 nandinidhar416 years 12 months ago
StoryLucky Thirteen Margharita817 years 1 month 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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