Debleena’s poem is a social satire that reflects on our need for being constantly busy and part of the latest buzz, sometimes with consequences that could potentially be fatal. It’s told in the voices of two bees.
A woman finds herself waking up from sleep and watching her soul. Vani writes a flash fiction piece.
Gouri got married to a suitable boy. She got the education that every Telugu family dreams of for their child. Do the dances she would never break into still bother her? Tapan tells the story.
A man recalls a sadistic act of his with a guilty heart as he watches his son suffer. A poem by Saikat Das.
THE LOUNGE | TURN OF THE PAGE Most of us are aware of authors like Vikram Seth, Amitav Ghosh, Rohinton Mistry, who are feted in the West. There are, however, many other Indian authors who write beautifully and connect very well with the Indian masses. Harshita Nanda writes about Anuja Chauhan, whose work may qualify as chick-lit, but if you read carefully you might be surprised.
This month at Spark, we celebrate ‘Celebrations’! Our selection of fiction, non-fiction and poetry in this August 2017 issue touches upon festivals, birthdays, weddings, and eventually life itself as the biggest and grandest celebration of all! We hope you like what we have in store for you this month and look forward to your feedback. Do email us at firstname.lastname@example.org!
On a flight journey with her husband, a newly married Apu tries to make sense of her arranged marriage. Memories and voices take her on another journey. Deepthi tells Apu’s story.
Birthdays are no longer what they used to be. They are now big celebrations involving a whole lot of planning and coordinating, events that sometimes do seem obligatory. Parth Pandya shares his experience.
Saikat Das’ poem describes all that happens around the goddess with the Veena during festival time.
Moments heralding celebrations are many if we choose to acknowledge the grace that overwhelms us in life’s nail-biting moments. Kousalya tells the story of Anitha, who is reminiscing about the time when her son uttered a simple sentence, 60 hours after a gruelling brain tumour surgery.
Durga pujo, the biggest celebration for the Bengali people, brings with it a gift of hope, fills everyone’s hearts with it, and then even before one realises, gets over. One such Durga pujo is spent by a lost soul at the ancestral village home of a friend. Does he find hope and peace? Or is it all mere mythology? Sowmyadeep writes the story.