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सच्ची दीपावली: गरीब की दिवाली – दीपावली का पर्व नजदीक आ रहा था और स्कूल में सभी बच्चों के मन में मानों खुशियों के पंख लग गए थे और वे तमाम तरीके से रोज नए पटाखों की लिस्ट बनाते और फिर अचानक दूसरे पटाखे याद आ जाते तो पहली लिस्ट के चिंदे करके चारों ओर उड़ा देते। कोई अपने लिए …

Festival of Eid – Idgaah story in English: Premchand [1] A full thirty days after Ramadan comes Eid. How wonderful and beautiful is the morning of Eid! The trees look greener, the fields more festive, the sky has a ‘lovely pink glow. Look at the sun! It comes up brighter and more dazzling than before to wish the world a …

What was the need to be careful when being careless was just enough, thought Rimi. Rimi was engaged in a massive search. She could not find her box of colours or her school uniform for Saturday. Her mother was busy repeating the same lecture she gave every morning. But Rimi didn’t bother to listen, as she was busy searching. A …

Adventures Of A Magic Turtle: English Short Story – One winter afternoon, a little boy sat below a ‘neem‘ tree, next to a river. He was returning from school, and carried a large bag on his back. He looked very sad. And as he sat staring at the water, big fat tears started dripping from his eyes creating little round …

Terror: My Friend’s Story – Anton Chekhov: DMITRI PETROVITCH SILIN had taken his degree and entered the government service in Petersburg, but at thirty he gave up his post and went in for agriculture. His farming was fairly successful, and yet it always seemed to me that he was not in his proper place, and that he would do well …

Human Robot: A cunning smile played on his lips as Prem Chopra stared at the glaring neon sign – Super Robots Plaza. Now he would be able to buy an accomplice, he thought, as he crossed the busy street towards the store. Surely an adequate investment of his latest loot. And Super Robots were, by far, the best and the …

Spirit of Diwali: Chandan put his hands on his ears trying to shut off the sounds. It was Diwali night. The entire city was lit up. Fire crackers were exploding everywhere. Chandan was lying on a dirty wooden bench in one corner of a dhaba in which he worked, trying to shut off the world and sleep. Diwali – the …

A Chase of Cheers: Mr. Lootgia Ram’s car had been stolen. And old Mr. Ram had gone crazy about it. Uncle Samanta had taken up the case. Of late he had been trying his hand at chasing criminals. At sixty-one he was full of enthusiasm in his new interest. “This must be the work of Karchori Lal,” he observed as …

The Bailiff’s Bootsoles: There was a bailiff in Polevaya once called Severyan Kondratych. Eh, what a ruffian he was, what a ruffian! They’d never known the like since there’d been mines and mills there. A hound, he was, and worse. A wild beast. The Bailiff’s Bootsoles: Pavel Bazhov He knew little enough about the work, but when it came to …

A Balloon Seller’s Story – I am sorry – I am a little late in realizing that a new year has already arrived! Like always my priorities were wrong. In the hallucinations and deliriums I began to celebrate the 26th of January before 1st January at Pusa Road, New Delhi. Did you ever come across the word ‘Rain basera‘? No? …