Stammering triggers poems!

Fluency of broken words ~ Manpreet Kaur Everyone is equal, And should be treated fairly”. Wish it was more than ‘euphonious’. I have capabilities yet not one, Stammering makes a label, “A red flag”! Why can’t communication be overlooked, When a person is intellectually creative. Those unspoken internal conflicts Conscious of their gait, Yet inaudible […]

When Time Stood Still

Markanda Shiv Temple is situated along the banks of the Wainganga river in Charmorshi tehsil of Gadchiroli in Maharashtra. There is no solid evidence that who build this temple, but according to recent evidence collected by the Archeological Survey of India they believe that the temple was built in the 8 Century or earlier by […]

It Happened To Me

One evening I had the novel, Shiman Yogi, in my hands, and I had completed that novel but I was still in the trance of the novel. Shriman Yogi is the biography of Chhatrapati Shivaji Maharaj, one of the most secular kings born in India.  No one can ever feel what Chhatrapati Shivaji Maharaj and […]

Stories from my locality

Many years ago I was staying in Yogiraj society in Nagpur, it was 2 BHK flat. While standing on the entrance gate of Yogiraj society, you could see the entire society. There was a cemented straight path from the main gate, the path was wide enough so that five to six SUV’s could easily pass […]

Tell me about Shubhra!

The other day I saw Kumar in the market. He was running after a woman. Dont laugh please! This is not what you think. I know both of them and they are in their sixties. Kumar retired from LIC some years ago. And the woman in question was Purabi. Both their families had known each […]

My Life, My Ambitions

It was once again the same day at the hostel, I got up at 7 pm and went straight to the common washroom. As always I had to wait for my chance to brush my teeth. The washbasin was at the centre of the bathroom, it had just 4 sinks, a long rectangular mirror in […]

My Story, My Ambition

When I was a child, my biggest ambition was to “lecture” in a hall, full of people! With gathering years, I discovered that I was free to dream of bigger things than that. But at the age of four, it was a challenge to control my face and put two words together! Then, there were […]

The Bus Stand

(A short story) One day I was walking down this lane, lined by trees and broad side walks. I saw a child sitting on a stone bench, near a bus stand. He was waiting for his father. His father used to stop the bus and hand the child in, to the conductor- almost like a […]

Teacher’s day

For me and for most of stammerers I think finding a teacher who understands us is difficult task. I remember my account teacher, whenever she used to call my roll number. I always took some time to respond due to stammering and thinking ” should I say Present or Yes “, saying present was always […]

Another Diversity…

Left is Right! By Amit Singh Kushwaha “Yes, I am left-handed!”. My unconscious mind prefers to do any work with the left hand. Sometimes, people wonder when I write or sign with my left hand. I recall in my childhood; grandmother taught me to eat with the right hand. At that time, I realized, there […]

A Mythical Bird – 1

(A fiction based on the life of a lady doctor- Dr Arundhati, who joins a social work organization in the Himalayas and discovers that things are not what they appear to be… Ed.) Prologue : The End “ Angular mind – angular body. You cant even support me well !” She twisted her torso to […]

That Unkindly Stammer

The shivery utterance was all he had, the words would play hide and seek with his mouth, the excitement to deliver his ideas would be blocked by that unkindly stammer, as if he was banged by a hammer, no, he isn’t a handicapped, neither he is a loser, he is just a bit more edgy […]

A life will be left behind!

A life will be left behind! The house you called your home for long, the people whom you made your own. The words you sang to share your heart, a few of them were once your part. They all will go, forgotten to mind A life will be left behind… Some you’ll forget and some […]

कोरोना

                  – कोरोना –                  असहाय पड़ी मानव की कृति,                     रुका पड़ा सब काम है।                    कोरोना के चक्कर में देखो   […]

Tim Sebastian

Life in The Limbo It was a hot day in May. A magical afternoon. Air shimmered, leaves floated in the air eddies as the sun beat down on the dusty streets of my village. I was free like a dog: a dog with no mistress and no chain. I sniffed. I snuffled. My nose turned […]