FLASH FICTION BY RONGILI BISWAS In the Meadow The boy: In the meadow. Cannot take...
FLASH FICTION BY RONGILI BISWAS In the Meadow The boy: In the meadow. Cannot take...
FLASH FICTION BY RONGILI BISWAS IN PRAISE OF AN ORNATE VASE He had my cousin’s name...
Translated from the Hindi by Debalina Roy Honored Maasahab, I bow down in...
Translated from the Hindi by Rituparna Mukherjee He stared at his father with his eyes...
Translated from the Bengali by Dr. Padmakali Kar Mbaa... If you traveled for some...
The First Kadamba Of The War Translated from the Bengali by Bishnupriya Chowdhuri That year the...
Self-translated from Italian by Tiziana Vigni In the dark fertile black belt of Greene County,...
Translated from the Bengali by Anujata Bhattacharya Oyi, don’t you have parents?No.Both...
Leaning against the two motorcycles, we chat for hours. Just like the old days. The masks are a...
Every house has chests. Secrets folded under the stacks of silks and starched cotton. Some houses...