Swarnali Nath
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I Am Broken
I am broken. My dreams are scattered Into pieces. My voice is lost. When I try to sing my favourite song, I can’t even hum. I feel choked. I feel finished. I want to breath. I want to love.… Continue reading
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In Search Of A Lost Story
Last night, I arrived in Varanasi at 2:00 am. My hotel was nearby the famous Manikarnika Ghat. After checking in my room, I had a shower, and a small nap thereafter. I set an alarm on my phone at 4:00… Continue reading
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Ring Out, Wild Bells!!
Ring out, wild bells, to the wild sky, The flying cloud, the frosty light; The year is dying in the night; Ring out, wild bells, and let him die. Ring out the old, ring in the new, Ring, happy bells,… Continue reading
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White Chalk, Red Duster &.. The ‘Blackboard’
A summer morning, 1800. Old High School of Edinburgh, Scotland. The headmaster is taking geography class. Suddenly, he becomes worried about his lesson. It’s a chapter which is required to be taught with a larger map, in a broader place.… Continue reading
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You have a storyteller inside you
Hey! You are here! It looks so great that you have few minutes to stay at my place. I know you all are busy in the hustle and bustle of the city. Meanwhile, if you have some time then do… Continue reading
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The Umbrella Man
It’s a very short story of a man and his burden of responsibilities. On a rainy morning, It was raining hard again.He looked through the window; perhaps a storm was coming.He took his umbrella and started walking towards the door.… Continue reading
The Blissful Storyteller 