Vasantasena-A Glimpse of Ancient India
Vasantasena was an extremely beautiful courtesan in the
ancient town of Ujjaini. This story is the story of her love and
struggles.... More >
To find her love and proper place in the society, she has to
go through many ordeals in life. Originally, the story was
written in Sanskrit language but in this English version all
details have been provided.
This is the story of love, deception, and justice.< Less
He is stuck to my mind; his smile is dangerous and it sometimes surprises you and sometimes annoys you. I shout at him, “Get out!”
“What have I done?”... More > he does not go out and his innocent face neither trembles nor moves. He looks in my eyes and irritates me.
“You haven’t done anything…but I say…get out…”
“Then why are you sending me out, teacher?”
“I am insane…” I tried to suppress my anger.
“But, Sir…” he pleads his innocence.< Less
William Shakespeare was not born to the nobility and his Elizabethan education was quite basic as he left school at the age of 13 and never attended University. Neither of his parents could read or... More > write - a dictionary was not that important during the era! Yet his vocabulary was massive for a man of his background.
A total of 15,000 different words were used in his plays and a further 7000 were used in his poems and sonnets. This gave him a vocabulary of 21,000 words when the average vocabulary of the day in Stratford, England, was less than 500. Even by today's standards, the most celebrated authors do not exceed an average of 7500 words (The poet, John Milton was an exception and his totaled about 8000) and the average English speaking person only has about 2,000 words in their vocabulary. For a person with a University degree this range in vocabulary would rise to about 3000 to 4000.< Less
My Pa 5
Love, Life, and Bond 22
An Evening in Shimla 48
Poor Man’s New Year 61
A Fistful of Light 91
Daffodils of Death 131
Scene... More > I 134
Scene II 137
Scene III 141
Scene IV 143
Scene V 145
Scene VI 146
Scene VII 149
Scene VIII 153
Scene IX 157
Scene X 161
Scene XI 167
Scene XII 169
Scene XIII 171
Scene XIV 173
A Gift for You 175
Information 204< Less
I had tried many times but I was unable to draw his clear picture in my mind. His image appeared to be an uncertain impression on the surface of water that was being shattered by the ripples. I would... More > smile while trying to bring his face into my mind...........
Image on Ripples........
Chapter One ..........
Chapter Two .........
Chapter Three .......
Overnight Guest .........
The End< Less
My stories are dedicated to my students, my readers, my wife, Sita, and my daughters, Marie and Sherry. I live in my stories and I don’t think I would be alive if there were no words around me.... More > ..........
A Fistful of Light 20
A Terrorist 60
That Magic of Love 111
Fairy’s Watchman 140
I don’t Want Time-Machine 164
The Journey Within 187
The River has Disappeared 197
Hell Camp-Your Loving Taliban 208
Overnight Guest 221
Odour of Death 286
Chapter One 287
Chapter Two 292
Chapter Three 299
Chapter Four 303
Chapter Five 306
Chapter Six 309
Chapter Seven 311< Less
Only one thousand rupees were sent by the parents. Her sister was doing M. Sc. And she was doing B. E. Their college fee was paid by the parents, so one thousand rupees were sent for the expenses.... More > They could not afford to send more than that. The father was often angry and he said that the money spent on their education could be used on their marriages. His meager salary had made him timid and he could not think beyond that. People used to talk that the daughters were studying in a big city. How could one close their mouths? Some of them said that parents send their girls to towns in the name of education but actually they earn money through their daughters. They said that most of the village girls who went to towns and cities were involved in prostitution, they did not use the word ‘prostitution’ but they used the vocabulary that was very decisive and suggestive.............< Less
The shopkeeper gave her a cup of tea and biscuits. She seated herself on a wooden bench and kept the tea on table in front of her. A fellow from a nearby table said, “Where are you coming... More > from?” ...................... “From her lover’s bed!” added another of the customers...................
Dolly smiled and said, “Yes, you are right! But, how do you know?”
“We are your lovers too, will you come with us?” said one of them and caught her arm in his firm grip and kissed her hand.
Dolly replied, “No, not today. Some other day.”
“Give me a kiss and I will pay for the tea,” said one of them.
“No, you are too ugly for that,” said Dolly with a big smile and paid the tea-seller.< Less
His words flourished like flowers, endeavouring to understand and reveal the mysteries of nature. His words consoled the afflicted hearts of the poor and infused them with new strength. He did not... More > want any higher reward than that. He had the skill of arousing every known and, perhaps, unknown emotion. The one who read his words could not escape either of the two inevitable emotions: happiness and sorrow. A Muslim could find the voice of Azan and a Hindu could hear the sound of temple bells in his words. Manak held that words were the holiest thing in his possession; he loved his words and he never played with his words, like the politicians who.......< Less
My master’s wife gets angry when we bark and she beats us. She keeps us tied to chains when there is a crowd of people in the shop. She does not know that we know who is carrying goods without... More > giving pieces of papers. I wish I could make sounds like her and inform her. Why don’t they try to understand what we want to say? We quickly learn what they teach us but they never try to learn to understand us.................
I am Tyson 4
Shadows of that Evening 18
Imposed Silence 23
A Town without Literature 53
Undefined Death 70
Inner Conflict 100
The Table with the Radio 111
Parvati (A True Story of a Prostitute) 122
East and West 153
The End 168< Less