Limited deal expiring in 15 minutes?! Her fingers hovered over the laptop’s keyboard as she quivered in anticipation. The race has begun! Her eyes darted towards the timer as the countdown began. Wait! Did she really need the Kitchen King Automatic Vegetable Chopper? But…what a deal she was getting! Almost …
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The River – By Meghali Barua The Red River…scintillating yet mysterious Hiren looked at the meandering river flowing by. It seemed angry, almost violent. The Red River, he remembered its name suddenly. “It must be bloody…that’s why the name,” little Hiren thought to himself. Hiren’s village, a little nondescript, not-on-the-map …
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Everybody wanted a piece of her. Today, any station you tune in on the idiot box, you can hear the universal intoning, excitement building almost a crescendo, ‘we want her…we need her.’ Fools! She wanted to scream. If she could, she would definitely have curled her cold, icy lips to …
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Have you ever driven by the City Girls College? Yes, I am talking about the old, a rather ancient college still standing tall and proud since the British Raj days, just like an ol’ man who’s unsure of his place in the new, strange world. I am sure, if you …
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As she lay on the unfamiliar hotel bed, she could see his tall silhouette by the French-styled window, a dark shape outlined by the silvery moonbeams coming stealthily into the room, like an unwanted, unwelcome intruder. Much as she did not want to, she could not help throwing shy, …
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The Journey (This was published in the Melange, The Sunday magazine of The Sentinel on 21st December, 2014) Maloti, a little eleven year old girl,was very happy that bright, cheery morning. Her big, almond-shaped eyes were greedily taking in the commotion of the mélange of people gathered on the small …
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PASSION (This was published in the Melange of the Sentinel on 4th August, 2013) It was a silent sight…an eerie silence engulfed the tall reeds by the little pond. Purnima sat alone, her serpentine body half-hidden among the tall reeds. The full moon gleamed in the sky……a bright round silver …
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Independence “Out!…. Out!” broke out an excited babble of voices in that late March afternoon. Ramendra Barua, a seventy-year old pensioner, smiled softly looking down from the balcony of his second- floor apartment. A group of happy, boisterous children were playing their favourite game of cricket in the apartment -building’s …
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HUMANITY (This was published in the Melange of the Sentinel on 5th January,2014) This is a true story, reminiscence from my maternal grandfather’s huge chest of priceless memories. The story which I am going to recount today is one of my recollections of the many evenings I had spent with …
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FREEDOM (This was published in the Melange, The Sunday magazine of The Sentinel on 1st June, 2014) The Jili insects were singing in unison….their loud ‘jirrr’- ‘jirr’ broke out from midst of the tall stalks of the rice field. Bapukon, a nineteen year-old boy softly treaded towards the small clearing …
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Along Came Bonny Meghali Barua