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Tragedy of Death & Distance

At home, Mahda was now exposed to a different kind of world typified by his grown up children and their affairs. He did not comprehend it fully but had decided not to intervene in their affairs.

Author : Parineeta Khar More

Radhai, Rebecca & Raginia

Shyama’s daughter was born in the blessed village of Devi’s abode, all pink and features chiseled like the idol. They called her Raginia. The child was blessed by Devi Raginia.

Author : Parineeta Khar More

Granny's Pilgrimage

Granny was ecstatic and the baby stroked the soft surface of his dress and quietly remarked ?wa-wa?- the baby expression for fresh outfit. Granny held the puja thali in her right hand and in the left one was the yellow rice.

Author : Parineeta Khar More

Matters of Heart

We hasten our return to India to meet her. Our elder daughter-in-law (very much a Kashmiri girl), had felt like a graceful swan coming floating towards us, delicate like a lily, when we first met her. This girl, with her exceptionally kind eyes, luminous and smiling, looked affectionately at us.

Author : Parineeta Khar More

And A Thousand Evils Followed Us

And then things took a disastrous turn. Rajni�s father died; he was actually beaten by his farm hands when he had gone to collect his share of gains. This was early eighty six.

Author : Parineeta Khar More

There I Am (main hoon na)

All of a sudden, as if to bolster my views, I am rewarded with an extraordinary experience. The mysterious conjuror casts His spell and brings about a scene.

Author : Parineeta Khar More

On wings of prayers

This is what creates kinship in humans, let the kinship live. May the wires of connectivity remain electrified. This bond of connectivity keeps the bulb of kinship aglow. This is why an eighty year old mother pampers her sixty year old child! So! Motherhood is not a myth after all.

Author : Parineeta Khar More

THE OTHER SIDE OF IT

This is a clinched truth ? we as Indians are not exactly proud of our bad roads with pot holes, corrupt bureaucracy, inefficient police and chair adhering politicians. What we indisputably are or were proud of is our social fabric which weaves the warps of harmony and wafts of commitment; the end result is a warm cocoon of security called Home.

Author : Parineeta Khar More

The Divine Visitor

It had been a bone chilling cold day of December. The icy winds whistled through the crevices of windows. Sleet floated like saw dust and when the night fell, the snow flakes came down in great geometrical shapes, quietly blanketing the brown earth.

Author : Parineeta Khar More