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The collection contains the author’s well-known stories Kumkumam Vithariya Vazhikal, Prakrithanaya Thottakkaran, Thimarpur, Maniyarayilninnu Odippoyavar. The story Maniyarayilninnu Odippoyavar is about a couple plotting to run away on their wedding day. It could be a dream, dreamt by both the bride and the groom, but that haunts them throughout their life. He leaves his wife for delivery after 7 months at her home and leaves for Delhi which is 2000 kms away. On reaching home he finds the sari lying on their bed, and remembers the dream dreamt together....

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A closed door came to her memory. She realized the turmoil that was brewing in her mind, but hardly knew that it had started some time now. The flowers that were kept in a flower vase were hostile to her. She remembered the loneliness in the evenings when, after leaving all her friends waiting alone for the bus . Her heart swelled with a whimper, and in a moment she could not control her sobs. She kept her face down on the pillow and started sobbing violently. The soothing words of her father or mother’s question as to what happened did not help her. So great was her loss. (Kumkumam Vithariya Vazhikal)...

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Stories: Kumkumam Vithariya Vazhikal Malakalude Sangeetham Prakrithanaya Thottakkaran Aswasam Thedi Thimarpur Eiswarathilekku Veendum Mattoru Thottakkaran Chumaril Chithramayimariya Achhan Yathra Parayathe Poyaval Kadalkkarayil Oru Pakshikkaran Maniyarayilninnu Odippoyavar...

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24 nouvelles courtes (de 5 à 23 pages), des nouvelles proches de l'apologue où l'ordinaire frise l'extraordinaire dans l'extravagance et l'insolite. Thèmes: esothérisme, autre dimension, l'espace-temps......

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Surrealistische korte verhalen. Absurd en associatief taalspel. Heftig en zachtmoedig als schuurpapier.

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A second volume of short stories and poetry translated from the Hebrew.

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Agent Frank Nicola Stein works for the Department of Energetic Intelligence as an undercover investigator that spies on miracles of periodic occurrence - The Garden of Eden. Join Agent Stein as he snoops on the rise of the most brilliant people in the world. Then watch as his own life takes a turn down a path of depression that stirs up a Rapture of successful mistakes....

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This is a book made up of short stories and poetry surrounding the topic of paradoxes from many authors all over the world who are looking to contribute to this meaningful compilation....

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Infinite Regress If a self-causing cause Must continuously precede itself, Then there can be no origin To an infinite time line. Which suggests that Time dies not yet exist. The Origin of Infinite Time is.... Not Yet. In an infinite series- Without first and last- Each point- One is all....

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The story Vrishabhathinte Kannu is about an accident in which a four year old boy gets killed together with his paternal uncle. The story centers around the sub-tenant of one of the flats in the building, who was so friendly with the child. He is moved by the incident, and decides to go to the hospital to see the child. It is the traumatic experience of this man the story is about. ...

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Behind him was the security guard of the morgue, and still farther behind in the dark cold room were the cold bodies wrapped up in white linen. He remembered what Hiren Mehta had said, and what Mehta’s son had said. Beyond the eyes of the evil planets, fatalist beliefs, and lives predetermined in a four dimensional field of the world, he saw the indefinable, and unforeseeable, but definite death. Back in the building he was climbing the staircase, and when he reached the second floor he saw Aditya’s house still locked. On the latch of the door was kept a packet of flowers. He wondered where have they all gone. They might have gone to her husband’s home. They might come only after a few days. The flowers will remain there until they come back. After all, what is the relation between flowers and death? (Vrishabhathinte Kannu)...

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Stories: Meghangal Panjikkettukalpole Vrishabhathinte Kannu Komali Roopam Nashtappetta Mrigangal Bheeru Oru Nashtakkari Ayalkkari

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The story Amme Avar Nammude Akaasam Katteduthu is about women laborers, who over the past few decades were being phased out of work, mainly by automation, and then by influx of cheap labor from neighboring states. In this story the houses where women from the colony across the road works as household help, are being razed to the ground to give way to four colossal multistory buildings. The women lose their job and find life hard going, especially when their drunkard husbands do not help them, instead try to fleece them. They are pinned to the wall, and naturally finds way for a living, which is not very desirable, but unavoidable....

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Making sure that Arun doesn’t hear her, Jyothi asked Mathu. ‘Your husband does not come any more, eh?’ ‘No,....’ She said with visible comfort. ‘I wish he does not turn up any more. What about your husband?’ ‘He came last month, and then I said I am jobless and that I need money. He went back immediately and never again turned up. I never said I got a job in the building work.' (Amme, Avar Nammude Akasam Katteduthu)...

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Stories: Vellithirayilennapole Lavanya Kelan Oru Chocolate Viplavam Kalathinte Adayatha Vathilukal Stree, Avasanarangathil Mathram.... Oru Santhushta Kudumbam Sreeparvathi Iniyum Maduthittillatha Oru Samakalika Katha Daivathinte Swapnangal Amme Avar Nammude Akasam Katteduthu Kurey Chithrangalulla Oru Rathri, Athil Oru...... Ee Nirathil Thavalangalilla Oru Nalu Vayassukarante Prasnangal...

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This anthology of short stories won the Nalappadan Award (instituted after the famous poet Nalappat Narayana Menon) in 1998. The story Alakkuyanthram is about the plight of child labor in India. A ten year old girl is forced to do menial job in a wealthy house because her mother falls ill. It is about her interaction with the 4 year old daughter of her mistress. One day she takes the little girl to her shabby looking hut much to the chagrin of the little girl. She faces reality hereto unimaginable in her wealthy surroundings....

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‘How come you didn’t get even a single order?’ John Mathew could not get it. ‘You say you have visited 10 - 15 houses, and yet no order. You have gone to a wealthy area. Venu closed his eyes without having to utter a word. And slowly he drifted into a slumber. In sleep, he saw dark skinny children with small chests and big unhealthy belly. In front of them poverty was strewn around like dirt in carpet of affluence, and he with his machine with unlimited capabilities sweeps the poverty and the children become handsome and pretty. Watching the smile on his sleeping friend, John Mathew became thoughtful. (Aparasadhyathakalulla Oru Yanthram)...

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Stories: Pazhayoru Bheeshanikkari Sookshichuvacha Mayilpeeli Sultante Makal Aaro Oraal Pinnil Alakkuyanthram Oru Tapdancer Amma Valeduthavan Bhagyathinte Vazhikal Theeppettikkollithumbile Jeevitham Oditta Oru Cheriya Veedu Oru Urula choru Nair Magnanimity Aparasadhyathakalulla Oru Yanthram Kallichedi...

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Dr. Gourami’s Hospital is a delivery ward for fishes. The story deals with a motherless child of five and his sorrowing father, both of whom finds solace in the aquarium. The new born babies that swim in the tank give cue to Biju about his own mother who left him couple of years ago. The Sunflowers is the story of a boy who was destined to toil at the age of 17 in a far away city, i.e. Calcutta. He supports his mother as well as the family of her brother too. Though unwilling Dasan finally finds his sacrifice most rewarding, as he finds a garden of sunflowers in a mountain valley he saw on his way home....

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After taking bath he got dressed up fast. Renu announced breakfast. He went to call his son Viju. He was standing in front of the aquarium, the same way he left him when he went to the bathroom. ‘What happened Viju?’ He asked. He didn’t say anything. He was just watching the newborn fish babies. He was thoughtful. Finally he asked: ‘Dad do these fish babies really get the smell of their mother in the water?’ ‘Yes dear, all living beings are like that. Children can recognize the smell of their mother.’ Suddenly he stopped. He saw Viju’s face darkening and his eyes becoming watery. He was incapable of wiping those tears or soothing the boy with words of solace; he just hugged him. His eyes were also filling. Then in between sobs, Viju said. ‘Dad, let’s not change this house. We will continue here only.’ (Dr. Gouramiyude Asupathri)...

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Stories: Gouramiyude Asupathri Sooryakantipookkal Kattikombu Cheppadikkaranum Njanum Canadayilninnoru Rajakumari Oru Viswasi Puthiyoru Velipadinuvendi Muzhumikkatha Yathra Nagaram...

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A collection of stories and testimonials from countries around the world to celebrate mothers who taught their children how to live and how to love, and the children who fondly relive all moments spent with their mothers... Stories that remind you of all the things your mom did for you and you never realized. A dedication to mothers all over the world for their selfless love and care....

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This is the story of a true miracle. Read how Boris the cat got lost for over a year and how he was finally reunited with his family who were living 400 km away. Guaranteed to make you smile!...

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Preface Enter The Cat Burglar Target is Cat Corleone The Cat Who Came To Stay Amazing Reunion About The Author

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One-page stories to read aloud to your child. It’s easy to make a difference in your child’s future… start with the story below! Make the Promise to read aloud to your child every day and earn a chance for a family trip to Walt Disney World!...

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The stories portray human relations, especially between man and woman, children and their parents, the poor and the rich.

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Suchitra is writing a story. Sitting in her room with doors closed, creating a world of her own, she is getting ready to write a story. A sheet of paper that she pulled out in haste from her Social Science notebook lies in front of her with a sentence, “Mother is an evil character”. Writing the first sentence was easy for her. In fact all her stories begin by portraying somebody as an evil character. That first sentence, for her, flows out from the tip of her pencil to be imprinted between the blue lines of her notebook. It is done with the ease of a little bird landing on the window-sill, tucking its feathers closer to itself and turning its head to look straight at her. Now, what is the next sentence? It is here that Suchitra is in real trouble. It is easy to imagine somebody as an evil character, but it has to be authenticated with valid evidences. It should be given a halo of truth, capable of standing on its own legs. Not enough being just a sentence, it should stand tall in the arena of literature and above all, the story starting with that sentence should immortalize its creator....

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Stories: The Dinosaur’s Baby Anitha’s House The Net Of Darkness To Catch A Grasshopper The Cockroaches The Greatest Show Music Of The Mountains The Shroedinger’s Cat Stories With Evil Characters A KungFu Fighter...

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Have you ever been caught up in a warped space-time situation ? If you have, this will wake up forgotten memories. If you have not, you will be better armed to handle the experience. But if you try to deal with irrational situations using your rational thinking, you may go through a hard time....

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When he reached the building, there was no one yet waiting. The afternoon sun was blazing the street, but fortunately the entrance was on the shady side. He heaved a sigh of relief and sat on the cool stone steps. He knew he was meeting someone here but the heat and his walk through the busy dusty streets had muddled up his mind and memory. He hoped that some rest in the shade would bring him back to his full senses. He was still daydreaming about his condition when he heard her voice close to him. - Hi, my name is Deborah Highbridge, glad you could make it. - Hi, no problem. Pleased to meet you, Miss Highbridge. - You can call me Deborah. - OK, then you can call me Anthony. He got up to shake her hand. He was startled but pleased to see a young energetic woman, when he had expected to meet some typically dull fat elderly real estate dealer. Yet he disliked the touch of her hand on his. It was cold and rough, such a contrast with her appearance, as if it belonged to another person. Especially in the midst of summer. She was elegant but not flashy, with hazelnut eyes and auburn hair. A very m...

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At Sea is a series of short stories set in London (mainly East) with a wide array of characters, some of whom were born in London, some are visiting and some can't leave. From the struggling Glaswegian artist who boards the train to his ex-girlfriends birthday party in the country to the young mother who can't leave her past behind her and the devout, Nigerian, churchgoer who cleans her place of worship with conviction and everything in between, At Sea casts characters from diverse backgrounds with hopes and fears but keeps them together in the hothouse that is a city of 8 million....

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Hilary's Birthday Bus Stop The Interpreters The Garden Mercy Glass Rose

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The stories: Stories up to 2500 words in length. Some are a bit tense; some are amusing, some border on nonsense. Some are science fiction. Some are on the scary side. The poems: Poems are descriptive of the change of seasons. Are written in stanza form and have the elements of rhyme and rhythm in them. ...

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After the story, I thought of it as something to scare the younger kids. During the evening I went around to the food table and took as much candy as I could. Of course I never let anyone see me and always left some, as mom had taught me to do....

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The Haunted Bridge in Town Time Trip to Missouri Cow Kidnapping Fishing Escape to Party Playing the Game Waiting Positive Thinking for Christmas Santa Monthly Chinese Christmas Decorations Poems ...

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**Contemporary Flash Fictions; not suitable for preteens & below.** A broken relationship; a hopeful lady; a full-of-rage heart of a man; a sound of a gun; a floor of blood and other scenarios. If your soul sides death; if your heart follows crumbling scenes; if your mind adores sorrow; if your eyes love blood, this anthology will fill your needs with different stories that end up tragically....

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Acknowledgement Author’s Note Let the Water Rise Like I Said He is the King Do You? Elites What You Once Gave Me Let Us Play Will Not Let It I Still Remember Underwater I Never Thought I Can Ever Have Perfect Ceremony Sister Aida Along with What We Found Mystery Purity Days Hope in Hell Wide, Blue Sea Ashes Knife and Hell Will You? Rivers Payback Owned Words Prayers Guitar Tunes Marathon Memories Saving Maeve The Way We Fall One Day Lies Gone Eternal Lives Goodbye I Love You Element Wooden Chair Dear Layla Blame Aviss Windowsill What We Are Two Hours Falling Thunders Burned Waiting Butterfly MaryAnne Under Finally The End About the Author...

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In these tales he shares with the reader, are the reminiscences of the first day of school (who can forget the first professor?), Remembrances of childhood Christmas and other stories catadas in the corners of Minas Gerais, where he was born. Cabo Paulino, Astrogildo, os Córdovas, a preta velha Sá Anja saem do passado e vêem viver connosco suas vidas plenas de sabedoria, aventura e simplicidade. Cable Pauline Astrogildo, the Cordova, the old black Sa Anja leave the past and see how they live their lives with us full of wisdom, adventure and simplicity. São os olhares da alma que não se desmancham. They are the eyes of the soul that will not break down....

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“Contos do Entardecer”, do Ribeiro, é uma delicia de ler. Assim como são os artigos que ele escreve, com senso apurado e estilo elegante, para as páginas de Opinião, do jornal Diário da Região de São José do Rio Preto, para o Correio de Uberlândia e A Imprensa. Nestes contos que ele compartilha com o leitor, estão as reminiscências do primeiro dia de aula ( quem se esquece da primeira professora ? ), as relembranças do Natal da infância e outras histórias catadas nos cantos das Minas Gerais, onde nasceu. São os olhares da alma que não se desmancham….”...

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Apresentação - Cecília Demian. 1 -- A Carta Perdida. 3 -- A Procissão do Encontro. 9 -- A Última Missa do Galo. 15 -- A Promessa Inesquecível. 18 -- Álbum de Formatura. 22 -- Aprendendo a Ler. 26 -- Cabo Paulino. 30 -- A Primeira Namorada. 34 -- O Jornalista e o Cardeal. 40 -- Relembranças do Natal. 46 -- Tom Mix na Colônia. 49 -- O Presidente. 52 --...

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The "naive" chart below, executed in straight lines only, trying to make texts in space (space poems). It writing with images in a vision clean, architectural feelings. (It belongs to the author). La graphique "naive" qui suit, execéutée en lignes droites seulement, essaie de rendre les textes en espace(poèmes spatiaux).C'est une écriture avec des images dans une vision propre, de l'architecture des sentiments. (Elle appartient à l'auteur)....

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Nathalie demeure bouche bée quand on plombe sa molaire. Elle a une dent contre une autre dent cariée. Le médecin stérilise ses instruments qui deviennent la proie des flammes. La radiographie lui parle en termes voilés. Il fait bouillir le sang de la gencive souffrante dans l'éprouvette. Puis le toubib extrait de la gorge de sa patiente des gros mots. Nathalie remains speechless when on his leaden molar. She has a grudge against a another decayed tooth. The doctor sterilizes its instruments which become engulfed in flames. Radiography talks to him in veiled terms. It makes the blood boil the suffering gum in the specimen. Then the doctor extracts from his patient's throat bad words....

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Designed for the discriminating reader who expects a good story, good characters, and above all an aesthetic experience. It's in the language, you know? Contact me at R1234J@hotmail.com...

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There goes Le Roi de Soliel rolling down the hill. Like Roy always says: the first thing you do when you open one of these gallon jugs is toss the cap away. Now, he’s tumbling down a dirt path in the Presidio with the lights of The City winking behind and the GGB, a waterfront hack’s “golden”, glistening through the light fog and beckoning dead ahead. Michigan Bob gets to Roy first to make sure the wine is intact, both of them laughing and coughing, a couple of lunatics in the darkness. Just like them to howl at a new moon as now here comes Tex plummeting down the hill to meet them, hoping he can arrest his momentum before he bowls them over like a couple of tenpins needed for a spare. ...

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THERE GOES LE ROI DE SOLIEL... AN OLD SCORE THE GOOD PROFESSOR A VISIT TO THE LIBRARY WASHINGTON SQUARE CHANCE ENCOUNTER RELAY THE NATURE OF WORLDS THE EDUCATION OF HENRY APPEL, A NOVELLA...

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The stories are presented in a novel way. They are rich with the original illustrations as appeared in the leading periodicals when publishing these stories. These sketches have been drawn by creative, talented artists, and this book is an attempt to preserve those rich sketches, which otherwise would be lost from readers’ memory in course of time....

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‘Where are my stories?’ Her mother asked ’Oh that?..... Are they stories?’ ‘Yes, where are they?’ ‘What type of stories are they?’ Mother asked with a smile on her face. That question sounded silly like asking what kids are they to a mother. ‘What all have you written. I tore them off.’ ‘Tore them?...... My stories?’ Suchitra could not control her agony. The estrangement and insensitivity of the postmodern writers are confined to their stories alone. In personal life, they are full of emotions and senses like any other human being made of flesh and blood. Or else why mix up the creations and the personal life of the creator. Crying aloud she ran to her room bolted the door and lay down crying. She did not open the door even though her mother kept knocking at it repeatedly. After a while she got up, pulled a sheet of paper from her Social Science notebook and started writing under the banner ‘Female butcher’ and her very first sentence was naturally ‘Mother is an evil character’. (Stories with Evil Characters) ...

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Dinosarinte Kutti (The Dinosaur’s Baby) Vishu (The Malayalam New Year) Oru Kung Fu Fighter (A Kung Fu Fighter) Canadayilninnoru Rajakumari (A Princess from Canada) Doctor Gouramiyude Asupathri (Dr. Gourami’s Hospital) Pazhayoru Bheeshanikkari (An Old Female Blackmailer) Alakkuyanthram (Washing Machine) Ammu Paranja Katha (The Story Told by Ammu) Puzhakkakkare Kochuswapnangal (Teeny Weeny Dreams Across The River) Dushtakathapathrangalulla Kathakal (Stories with Evil Characters) Kalikkalam (The Play Season) Oru Onathinte Katha (An Onam Story) Chuchiyum Inampichiyum (Chuchi and Inampichi) Aa Paattu Nirthu (Stop That Song) Roopam Nashtappetta Mrigangal (The Animals that Lost Contour) Oru Nalu Vayassukarante Prasnangal (Problems of a 4 Year Old Boy) Arunthathiyude Paikkilikavithakal (The Silly Poems of Arunthathi) Nagaravasiyaya Oru Kutti (A City Dwelling Boy) Daivathinte Swapnangal (Dreams of God) Enthokkeyo Nashtappetta Oral (A Man Who Lost A Lot) Thullikkoru Kudam (Raining Cats and Dogs) Odikkappedunna Balyam (The Childhood On The Run) Pachhappayyine Pidikkan (To Catch a Grasshopper) Ettavum Mahathaya Kazhcha (T...

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The story Pachhappayyine Pidikkan (To Catch a Grasshopper) won the Padmarajan Award in 1997. Padmarajan was a well-known film director and film maker. The story is about a five year old girl who goes out to catch a grasshopper on her elder sister’s wedding day. The situation in the family is so desperate that the girl thinks she should do something to have more money. There is a belief that if a grasshopper enters your house, it brings wealth also....

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The impatient horn of the car was heard outside. She said, ‘Raju I never expected all these.’ She took her suitcase and walked to the door. She kept the suitcase on the floor and turned to Rajasekharan. He was standing motionless. She went to him. ‘Are you sad ?’ Again the car horn was heard and he did not say anything. ‘They’re calling, shall I go?’ She went through the door, and stood for a moment holding the door; then taking out a key from her hand bag said. ‘This key........’ She stopped abruptly. That key for her was a private property. She has never felt it that way before. The quarters allotted to her in the hotels never gave her this intimate feeling. There is intimacy, privacy and solace in this key. ‘This key.......’ she asked, ‘shall I keep this with me? Whenever I feel extremely unhappy and sad I might need this.’ (Santhwanathinte Thakkol)...

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Stories: Nishaadam Ammu Paranja Katha Ettavum Mahathaya Kazhcha Asramam Urangukayanu Moolode Urappikkunnathile Vishamangal Desatanakkilipole Aval Oru Thanutha Kattayi Avan Pachhappayyine Pidikkan Veruthe Vanna Oral Santhwanathinte Thakkol Arunthathiyude Painikili Kavithakal...

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The story Koorakal is about a middle class family. A wife, husband and two children. The unwilling wife is forced to terminate her third pregnancy much to her wishes, since their financial background does not allow them to have one more child. She is in a dilemma, and finally had to give in....

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It’s the conscience that troubles me, she thought. I now have a guilty conscience. But it has got to be done. There is no other go. These days you have to live, and live happily too, for which, at least, you have to pay a deaf ear to this beat of the wings. You will be happy tomorrow when memory of this nightmare ceases to haunt you. We should bring our children back, she thought. I am missing them very much. Fifteen days seemed longer, and I can’t stand this solitude any more. I should have them around me. .........She overslept, and when woke up sunray crept into the room. On the floor she saw the dead cockroaches, hundreds of them lying on their back. She thought of the crumbled leaves which fall dry in the cold winter mornings from trees in her native home, and of her mother who passed away years back, and of her children, and of the tiny particle of life brewing in her womb, which was deprived of its right to exist, and she was sad. (Koorakal)...

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Stories: Koorakal Unakkamarangal Parunthukal Vattomchuttumbol Sisiram Iruttilude Mazhayulla Oru Rathriyil Kariyaduppu Iruttinte Makal Madhuvidhu Njan Ninnil Ninakkuvendi Vellakkuthirayude Rajakumaran Daivam Jnjaniyavunnu...

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Story of an orphanage for girls, their miserable life under a warden. Finally the Church realize their folly and appoints a new warden, who is young and energetic. The reforms he made changed the atmosphere so drastically that the countenance of the inmates changes. The Church is happy with him, but then the new warden has his share of problems and the priest helps him solve it....

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Sir, it is Jisy’s turn tonight. I came because she’s not well.’ ‘Turn?’ She nodded. ‘Turn for what?’ ‘Today is Tuesday, and it is her turn to come to you, Sir. The old Warden Sir had made it like that. Tuesday it is Jisy, Thursday me, Saturday Deepa and if in between he wants somebody he will tell it. ‘What for?’ The moment it was blurted out he understood the absurdity of his question. In a moment a lot of things rushed into his mind, like standing in front of a bursting dam and being swept away with the torrent. He was tired. He was thinking of the hapless animals that are forced to go to the animal king one a day as his prey. Today is the turn of this fawn, or she is substituting for a fellow being....

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Nepal has been blessed with heavenly natural beauty. However, the plate tectonics that gave birth to this natural beauty will one day cause massive loss of life and property. A majority of people living in Nepal are largely unaware of their vulnerability to a massive earthquake. Ironically, foreign diplomats seem to be more active in preparing Nepal for this imminent and unpredictable natural disaster: recently the US embassy funded the construction of a blood bank that can survive the impact of an earthquake, Nepal government and some UN agencies are collaborating to prepare critical infrastructures (like airport, emergency shelter, etc.) for a massive earthquake that is bound to hit this beautiful Himalayan kingdom that has already been cursed with a bloody past and a youth-less present. This short story (fiction, 2200 words) describes the home coming of a youth after a massive earthquake in Nepal. It also tries to emphasize the importance of letter writing in current age of instant communication (email, telephone, etc)....

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The dead bodies recovered from the rubble lay all along the road side like a victory medal of the God. Pulverised concrete had turned the whole city into a dark and grey place. As Alok entered inner parts of the city, roads turned into small mountain of rubble; motionless hands, legs and expressionless faces peeked from these rubble. All the human remains were completely washed with powdered concrete dust and they silently recited the violent tale of furious Mother nature. Bricks had broken free from the tyranny of cement and lay scattered everywhere while naked concrete pillars shamelessly displayed their steel skeletons. A mist created by pulverised concrete floated everywhere like a recently freed spirit and, without any remorse, it flirted with strong smell of decaying human flesh. Stains of dried blood splatted over broken concrete spoke of the bloody feast organised by the Gods. Amid this aftermath of the festival of death, some hope emanated from the light of the pyre of some fortunate dead bodies whose relatives had survived to offer them the last Hindu rites....

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Who you believe in and what you believe is the most important matter in life. In a morally troubled world, how powerful a hold does religion have? Are you confused about religious ambiguity, love of money, love of power, sexual immorality, art? Reading The Brass Bed and other Stories may help, then again it may just raise more questions....

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The Salesman Alabaster Easter The Albatross Cafe She wore clover . . . Tabula Rasa The Two Men The Dancer

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We are living in exciting times: Hawaiian- language immersion schools from pre-school through high school have been established on all the main islands of Hawaii; more and more high schools—both public and private—are adding Hawaiian-language classes to their curriculum; enrollment is up in Hawaiian-language classes at the college and university level across the state. Despite the increased interest in and aware- ness of matter of mere whim, but are seriously considered choices arising from different philosophies regarding language—its place in our lives; its power and its inadequacies in representing the oral; its ability and its limitations in capturing thought and feeling and in translating that thought and feeling into another, sometimes very foreign language....

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This book contains a collection of short stories about "Lazar" and different aspects of his life which includes a certain morning, a day on the beach, morning french toast, etc. Dusan Gojkov is a known Serbian poet/writer who has published several pieces of his work....

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--Afternoon Talks-- A year already, maybe even two, Lazar is sleeping only with other men's women. Not all of them are married but they are always tied to other men. Very quickly, they meet their boyfriends, fiances or husbands with Lazar. They approve of him and characterize him as harmless. "With Lazar, nothing could happen to a woman". Not a ray of jealousy. One girl who was very attached to her fiance, told him once: "When I sleep with you, I don't cheat on him. With somebody else, I would be cheating on him, but with you-no." Her fiance like to come over to Lazar for a glass of vine. Then they talk about politics, literature, music. There's some perverse pleasure in it, sometimes. ...

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In the post-Civil War period, our hero Matthew Wilson, during a trip to see his partner in New Orleans, finds himself stranded in the deadly uncharted swamp with no tools or help. On his journey back to civilization, he encounters a deranged domestic prisoner and his wife, deadly wildlife, and many other threats....

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The driver cleared his throat. “They take fifteen minutes to get there us half the time. J.S Peterson Carriage has a commitment to quality that never ends.” Although he had just commenced his job, he already had the tired, repetitive tone of someone who had repeated that phrase innumerable times. To the couple's surprise, the horses quickly lurched into a dark underworld of a street. Untamed mosses and vines swallowed up the dilapidated, vacant houses, which bore signs of antiquated engineering and design. They were slowly sinking into the soft ground, as Nature took them back from Man....

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LiveCareer wants to help make this the year you land the job you want. Our eBook is packed with helpful hints and expert tips that can give you the edge you need to succeed in 2015!...

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How to impress employers, get hired faster and make more money

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How to Win the Job in 2015 3 The Worst Jobs of 2014, The Best Jobs of ‘15 & Cities that Are Ready to Take Off 4 Clean Up Your Act! Social Networks & Your Personal Brand 7 Get Hired Faster! Tap Into Your Network 9 Stand Out from the Crowd: How to Optimize Your Resume for Search Engines 11 Are You Qualified? The Skills You MUST Include in Your Resume 13 Volunteer Work Is More Important than Ever 15 Your Resume is #1 in 2015: How to Make It Great 17 The New Rules: Writing Your Cover Letter 19 Five Interview Tips You've Never Heard Before 21 Your Job Apps Are Done! What’s Next? 23...

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Vă mulţumesc că m-aţi dispreţuit, umilit, că m-aţi împins spre emigrare unde nu mai sunt dispreţuit, nu mai sunt umilit, mi se respectă creaţiile şi persoana. Şi pentru toate acestea, mă simt mai patriot ca niciodată....

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Bere cu cântec În restaurant, bând bere cu prietenii de clasă, și fredonând toți cântece pentru… copii de grădiniță: Înfloresc grădinile, Ceru-i ca oglinda, Fluturii cu miile Au pornit colinda!... Și consumatorii de la mesele din jur — uitându-se surprinși la noi, neștiind ce să creadă! Beer song The restaurant, drinking beer with friends and class humming all songs ... kindergarten children: Blooming gardens, He asked her the mirror, Butterflies by the thousands They started wandering! ... And consumers from surrounding tables - looking surprised us, not knowing what to believe!...

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Cioburi de oglindă ........................................................ 9 Amintiri răzleţe ........................................................... 15 Melancolii ............................................................... 16 Îmi strălucea scăfârlia ............................................. 16 Smarandache, Smărăndoiu .................................... 16 Şah pe ascunselea .................................................. 17 Fireştenia matematicii ............................................ 17 Se închide cantina! ................................................. 17 Bere cu cântec ........................................................ 18 Croitorul nostru ...................................................... 18 Ceauşescu — P.C.R. ................................................ 19 Clasa a treisprezecea .............................................. 19 Ghiduşii ................................................................... 19 Maimuţoii ............................................................... 20 Cu Naşu’ .................................................................. 20 Probleme cu Obect...

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Martin is a 50-something Yorkshireman with a penchant for swearing and making model aircraft in his shed. He also likes football and many years ago when a small, longhaired Argentinian started to play for Napoli FC, Martin became aware of this corner of Italy famous for Pompeii, pizza and the mafia. While a later incident meant that Maradona fell seriously out of Martin's favour, his love for Naples and the Amalfi Coast grew and grew. But with a family to provide for and his redundancy to deal with, Martin never made the journey to this part of the world he loves so much. Until now… Readers have described See the Amalfi Coast as "funny, evocative and moving", "witty, clever and so honest" and "a wonderful read". Enjoy finding out why Martin and his loyal, loving wife have finally made the journey to see the Amalfi Coast and how a number of twists and turns give new meaning to their "holiday of a lifetime"....

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Our plane leaves in five hours and he hasn’t packed yet. Instead, he sits in his shed and tinkers with his toys. “They’re not toys. They’re models. Works of bloody art,” We booked the tickets a few months ago. Cheap flights from one website, a last minute hotel from another. Martin clicked the mouse, taking us from one page to the next. I read out our credit card details. It all happened so quickly. “It’s only bloody money. You can’t spend money when you’re dead,” The last time we went abroad was fifteen years ago. Ten days in Disney World, one final family holiday. Steven was spotty and grumpy, bored by us all. Stacie was the opposite, hyperactive and clingy. Martin was relentless, reminding me that this was his “very idea of hell” each time we joined a queue. And yet there was a moment of magic. On our last hot evening in Florida as the four of us hugged Mickey Mouse, a photographer captured a happy moment that didn’t exist. I always smile to myself when I move that photo frame to dust the mantlepiece. This time it will be just the two of us; the children don’t even know. “You mustn’t tell them. It’s o...

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No ka hoike ana i ko kakou manao ma o ka palapala, aole ana paha e nele ke kE mai o kekahi kanaka me ke koikoi ana mai e malama ia kekahi kulekele kEmau ma ka pela ana i na huaolelo Hawaii me ka okina a me ke kahako. E olelo mai paha kela e o ia ka mea e akaka ai ka manao o ia mau huaolelo ke heluhelu aku. A he manao maikai no paha kela. Eia nae, e kEe mai paha auanei ka manao o kekahi kanaka e he mea kela e paa ai kela manao a ike ole ia ai hoi kona naauao ma ke ano laula a hohonu paha. A no laila, ma kahi o ka hookaawale ana i keia mau manao e like me ko kakou manao he pololei a he hewa, e huli hou aku kakou i ka olelo a ko kakou poe kEpuna i hooili maila ma luna o kakou, a no ka mea, o ia ana ko kakou ike a mahalo hoi i ka naauao o ua mau halau la a elua....

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From the moment I was born. kuualoha: Genealogically, we're all at least 2,000 years old. Kaimipono: How many ancestors does it take to make you Hawaiian One. But we forget. We think, You're Hawaiian because you do this and this. kuualoha: Or because you look a certain way. Kaimipono: What do we do to our people when we make those kinds of judgments We disin- herit them. And then we give it to people who don't have the blood at all....

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In January of 1895, a nationalist rebellion broke out against the Republic of Hawaii. The rebellion was crushed in two days by Republican forces who outgunned the nationalist forces. The Queen was arrested and brought before a military tribunal. The Republic found her guilty of “misprision of treason” (branding her a traitor) and fined her $5,000 and five years of hard labor (Liliuokalani 1990 [1898]:289). Instead of hard labor though, they decided to imprison her in a corner room of Iolani Palace for eight months. The Queen later said, “My crime was that I knew my people were conspiring...to throw off the yoke of the stranger and oppressor” (278). Not being able to correspond with the outside world, the musically gifted Queen Liliuokalani sought solace during her imprisonment through music. She composed “The Queen's Prayer,” one of her most famous hymns, and dedicated it to her niece, Princess Kaiulani. In it, she asked God to forgive those who imprisoned her and let her nation be pure. But Princess Kaiulani would not get to see this hymn until after Liliu was released....

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"This collection of stories is like a blanket woven from 100% wanderlust under which you can hide as Frances M. Thompson tucks you in with her words and keeps you warm with her descriptions of characters you'll love and places you can tell she knows by heart." Gesa Neitzel, www.bedouinwriter.com Shy Feet: Short Stories Inspired by Travel is a collection of twelve quirky, charismatic and touching tales of travel. The inquisitive Ruth tells the story of The Lost Children of Gatwick Airport and in Max's Holiday we learn what a seven-year-old boy considers a "proper holiday" to be. In The Flowers Sleep Tonight, we meet Thomas and Carly, two solo travellers whose paths keep crossing... because that's exactly what Thomas wants. A spontaneous plan to elope is revealed in The Runaways and Homes from Homes is about the lessons Patricia learns from the hotel bellboy she has a fling with. Oh, Henry is the story of how a dream holiday can mean two different things to two lovers and Katie's Maps is an offbeat love letter to a vast collection of maps. Extracts from a travel journal tell one woman's life story in All the Beaches are Made of ...

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SHY FEET Part One Thirty-seven years ago, I was born into debt. I arrived two weeks early, surprising both my mother and the woman whose hair she was cutting. Before I’d even entered the world, I owed my mother the price of her customer’s leather loafers. Thirty years ago, a teacher told my mother to keep an eye on me. I was “frighteningly astute" and “abnormally self-aware” for my age. In other words, I was going places. Twenty-eight years ago, I paid my mother back for those leather loafers with money I made from selling jars of jam to our neighbours. Every Sunday evening I would stand on a stool in front of our gas stove and stir a viscose pink liquid around a giant saucepan. Behind me, my mother would hold her breath as I poured the hot mixture into jars, never spilling a drop. Twenty-six years ago, I began secondary school. Within weeks I learnt that with very little effort I could get top marks in most subjects. I rarely studied more than I had to and I blitzed through my homework on the school bus home. While Mum finished work in the front room, I cooked dinner for us both, listening to her scissors snip through ...

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Shy Feet - Part One The Flowers Sleep Tonight The Lost Children Homes from Homes The Runaways Oh, Henry Katie's Maps Scorpion The Road is Long Max's Holiday See the Amalfi Coast All the Beaches are made of Pebbles Shy Feet - Part Two...

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Creaţia este un risc Prefaţă Cei care construiesc şi cei care se căsătoresc nu sunt niciodată în siguranţă, sună un proverb suedez. Deci creaţia, care este o c-o-n-s-t-r-u-c-ţ-i-e, presupune un risc, atrăgând prieteni dar şi duşmani, şi lăsând o a treia categorie de oameni indiferenţi (ca-n logica neutrosofică). În a doua jumătate a vieţii producţia-mi literară s-a redus în cantitate, eu fiind absorbit în (şi sponsorizat pentru) creaţia ştiinţifică aplicată (matematică folosită în inginerie, robotică, medicină, aeronautică, sau încercări sporadice de fizică teoretică). În afara unor autotraduceri, şi-acelea înaintând greu din lipsă de timp, iar în domeniul plastic al ‘artei electronice’ (pe computer), mai scriu ca “literatură” doar memoriile despre diversele conferinţe ştiinţifice internaţionale la care sunt invitat să prezint lucrări de cercetare ori seminarii. Memorii care, de fapt, sunt nişte reportaje, îmbinate cu expunerea de idei şi teorii ştiinţifice, documentarii istorice, geografice, filozofice, antropologice, religioase, artistice, etc. de la diversele muzee, galerii de artă, monumente şi locuri culturale ...

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Cifrele au început să vibreze mi-am încărcat buzunarele cu cifre şi pătrate şi am vâslit hoinar pe drumuri la fiecare colţ al liniei curbe a vieţii aruncam cu cercuri şi triunghiuri în mulţime şi ele rezonau cu cifre am pavat şoseaua iar sub paşii mei au început să vibreze când mi-am umplut plămânii de ele s-au convertit în litere şi am descins pe drumul poeziei...

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Prefaţă: Creaţia este un risc: 5 INTERVIURI: 6 Legătura dintre paradoxism şi Teoria Dezert-Smarandache (Interviu cu Flavia Teoc): 7 Exil sau diasporă? (Interviu cu Silvia Constantinescu): 11 God does play dice! (Interview with Ovidiu Bufnilă): 21 “Totul este posibil, chiar şi imposibilul!” (Interviu cu Tudor Negoescu): 22 Literatura şi ştiinţa experimentală (Interviu cu Adrian Lesenciuc): 28 Gândirea pozitivistă (Interviu cu Gabriel Stănescu): 33 "Rămân emigranţii fideli valorilor culturii de origine?” (Chestionar de Gabriel Stănescu): 36 O luptă permanentă cu viaţa (Interviu cu Crenguţa Ţolea): 38 A fi sau a nu fi paradoxist (Taifas electronic cu Mircea Monu): 47 Nichita versus Florentin (Dialog cu M. N. Rusu): 55 Paradoxism şi (Aut-)Artă: o nouă (dez)ordine culturală? (Interviu cu Mugur Grosu şi Mircea Ţuglea): 56 SCURTE ESEURI: 86 Aut-Artă: 87 Ab ovo: 89 Un Om şi-o Operă (Aurel M. Buricea la 65 de ani): 91 Pasiunea de Dascăl şi Creator: 92 Prolificitatea Profesorului Bencze: 94 Aniversare Alpha: 95 Nuvele serioase în neseriozitatea lor: 96 La frontiera onirismului: 99 Un nou gen literar: 100 Vorbe de duh: 1...

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'The Virgin Mary had more lines but I had the better costume.' After the Christmas play was announced, I had been dreaming all autumn of the Virgin Mary and the essence of femininity that I knew the role possessed if I could only get it. No longer would I have to pull on pants, hide my hair, swagger around with plastic swords or sit in a chair uttering the mild regrets of middle age. No, for once I would be the centre of delight and attention, with a husband, a donkey and various deferential well-wishers from all walks of life to support my soft and vulnerable womanhood while at the same time getting the lion’s share of lines and scenes. Tender, frail, passive and beautiful, I would be the chosen one. The star. But since I had the wrong religion, this was not to be.' For everyone who has ever been in a school play, or whose daughter is in one right now. At the age of nine, Nyla runs into the hard facts of life. Her school nativity play turns out to be a pretty ugly affair. It opens up the cracks in the social divides, religious discrimination and dark family secrets. Told with wry humour and compassion for the pain of ch...

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At first I had been upset. I was the best actress in class, not just by my own assessment but also as overheard several times in comments from my teacher. So when the roles were handed out, I was stunned. The lead went to a class mate who had never shown a special interest in the theatre. I looked at her. She smiled and acknowledged the privilege, her blonde hair shimmering in the late morning winter sunlight that fell through the class room windows. Was it my hair? Then I looked around in the room and at all the other girls who had been cast in background parts. Why her? The boys, of course, had plenty of parts to share amongst them. Joseph, shepherds, inn keepers, Romans, kings... At least I had been cast in the second best female part – I was the archangel Gabriel. But right then I have to admit I felt nothing but contempt for the archangel Gabriel. A consolation prize, appearing in only one scene. Why? The answer was a lot more complex than I knew. In fact I had fallen afoul of religious discrimination. It was a late aftertaste of the persecution that had made my ancestors walk all the way across Europe in search of a sa...