Swarnali Nath
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Microfiction by Swarnali – Story 2 – The Memories of Patties
Preeti leaned against the balcony railing, eyes scanning the street below. Soon she heard the familiar honk of his bicycle. “Tring! Tring! Tring!” Every Monday, he came, balancing a large tin box on his bicycle, filled with freshly baked patties.… Continue reading
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Microfiction by Swarnali – Story 1 – Biryani
“Come to my place, Rohan. We have made lots of plans. This year, your birthday night will be a memorable one.” Ishita cut the call. She went to the kitchen to prepare the Biryani. Then, she took the last ingredient… Continue reading
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Knowing My Grandfather through His Poetry
A few days ago, I found a diary – an old, yellowish little diary. At first, it was difficult for me to recognize to whom it belonged – me, my sister, my father, or my mother. But when I took… Continue reading
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Zenith
A spiritual poem on the theme of zenith, the ultimate state of enlightenment and liberation where the seeker is talking about floating in the nothingness. Continue reading





