Author: Swati Mondal

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Nov 30

INSPIRATION

It’s not easy to be the daughter of country renowned actress. People seemed so plastic, fake. There was always a rush around her, as if every minute was national emergency and any information about someone else, even if it was as small as the person cooking biriyani back at home, was vital. Wearing proper dress…

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Nov 18

Memories

‘Howrah to Puri Jagannath Express will leave at 09.15 hours from platform number 3.’ Sigh. Its time. She didn’t want to but she had to. Puri the place she loathed to visit. She loathed revisiting those annual trips. She loathed remembering those laughs those enjoyment those sand castles those Memories. That last picture. It was…

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October 18. Coffee shop. His loneliness and feeling of catastrophe. And then it happened. All of a sudden the door of the coffee shop flung open with a tinkling of the door bell. Many came in and went out, but nothing stirred him from his brooding until now. Until now he didn’t feel the gasp…

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birds-flying
Jun 23

FREEDOM FLY

A TEEN BOY, MERELY SAW HIS TEENAGE, BURDENED WITH RESPONSIBILITY; WITNESSED DEATH OF MOTHER; FIGHTS DRUG ADDICTED FATHER MORE SO EVER HIS DESTINY.  WILL HE MAKE IT OR WILL SUCCUMB TO THE 'ACT OF GOD': HIS DESTINY?    "Problems are same but attitude is different!" thought Harish. Fumbled on the stony red bricked road, though…

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Once upon a time, there lived a king and a queen along with their lovely daughter. They lived happily with all kind of contentment and luxuries around them. I woke up with the alarm clock ringing….. “Beep beep Beep”.  Of course, what was I thinking! I can never lead that life. After all I am…

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shook
Apr 7

FE-MALE

It gives out a message about the society how we react or behave with the people that are different from our usual notion.    Claustrophobia. She had. Not of places. Not of walls. But of muscles and bones. Especially muscles of bones of female. Rikath sighed. A new day, again. She looked at her after-shower…

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The story unfurls with the narrator describing his past, about his friend. It goes on how he changed and the consequences of the his acts.    “Who is better? Him or me?” — The question made me held a healthy competition between us. Once. I never realized when our “health, friendly competition” turned us into…