-Written By Robert Lewis (Reading Time: 10 min Approx) Graduation is finally here. Class of 2018, I didn’t think we would ever see this day. It’s kind of bitter sweet really, we are moving on to bigger and better things, Read more
Suddenly, I felt as if she had grown in size. She seemed to occupy the entire room. I sensed that her presence was overpowering me. I began to suffocate. It became increasingly difficult to breathe. I tried to shout and raise an alarm but words were stifled in my mouth. I tried to break myself free. In the jostling, I managed to grab the paper-knife on the table and lunged at her. The knife sliced her in the middle and I felt down on the ground with a huge thud.
-Written By Vartika Sharma Lekhak (Reading Time: 13 min Approx) Sudha Chachi lifted the sack of freshly plucked soft corns on her head and started back home. She looked up in the sky. The sun was in its last quarter. Read more
I had completely forgot in the excitement that we needed to report the men who did this. The police came and took a report, and said, “we will do all we can to find these guys.” Dave is going to be okay, but the traumatic experience I’m sure will live with us forever.
As I got up to leave, she said you must be wondering why I did that. I sure was wondering, and she knew it too. She happily put my inquisitiveness to rest.
One day there was an unusual story told by the kid’s father. He started saying “There were three kids who were playing a game of box under an old banyan tree inside the dark woods”.
Thank God she is alive, I almost killed someone. She makes sure that she is breathing fine, walks up to the girl and gives her a hand to help her stand. This time she tells her with a calm voice. Next time we meet, leave me alone and tell your followers to do the same. I’m not interested in your boyfriend or whatever. I just want to go to school and have a good time. Stella just looks at her with bloodshot eyes and nods slowly yes. And don’t tell anybody about this, or I will tell them that you peed your pants out of fear. She walks away and the only noise she hears is the sound of a sobbing girl.
Likewise, a woman possesses two types of properties. Naturally, one property resides in her, while the second property is oriented by the events that occur from time to time in her life. Indeed, both wrongdoings as well as good doings of a woman depend upon the people she is confronted with most frequently in her daily life, and the environment she is provided with. It is not herself who decides which of her traits dominates; it’s the society who provokes her for both her wrongdoings and right doings.
When Sarba called up his mentor that night all the village elders including the ladies were present in Mr. Sengupta’s house. Each in turn talked to Sarba for a while. Emotion-filled words from choked throats totally overwhelmed the boy of twenty five at the other end. The phone call session lasted close to an hour.
