A Taste for the Exotic

A Taste for the Exotic

By Ulrike Rodrigues

Issue no. 9

She felt confused and nauseous, and she realized she didn’t know Marcus very well at all. She’d believed him when he spoke about being sensitive to local culture. Did that sensitivity not apply to women? Was he just another Vodka and Chang—white men satisfying an appetite for exotic delicacies on the cheap?

Esther, the Rebellious Teenager

Esther, the Rebellious Teenager

By R. Benedito Ferrão

Issue no. 8

A cross-genre piece … uses fiction and ekphrasis to examine the painting, Esther Reclining by classicist portrait painter Antonio Xavier Trindade. Drawing on writings about Trinidade, Ferrao constructs a narrative from the perspective of Trindade’s daughter, Esther: ‘Some might say my father’s work evokes Velasquez, in his use of chiaroscuro. But they’ll stop short there …’

Lizard

Lizard

By Jaimala Danait
Translated from the Konkani by Glenis M. Mendonca

Issue no. 8

Darkness reigned through the house that night. There was neither a tube nor bulb light. The only source of light was the mellow light emerging from the lamp hooked on the lamp-stand. Even the children were unusually silent. Like the family members, the lizard too had to go on a hungry stomach.

The Dream

The Dream

By Brenda Coutinho

Issue no. 8

Nancy plucked the pearl white mogra and placed it gently into the loop of a thin braid of flowers. A whiff of scented breeze ruffled her tresses. Dew drops rolled and played a balancing game on leaf-tops; as a pale brown spider was engrossed in weaving a trap for its unsuspecting victims.

X

X

By Peter Nazareth

Issue no. 7

Including a fresh introduction to the play X by Peter Nazareth: At the time, I was thinking about Malcolm X, who had visited Kenya and met Pio Gama Pinto before the latter’s assassination. I was struck by how Malcolm X thought about his life, recognized the forces that had conditioned him, and then remade himself.

Remedies

Remedies

By Manohar Shetty

Issue no. 6

Marilyn Lobo was known as the miser of St Jerome’s Colony. And not without just cause. During Christmas, when all the Christian households of the colony illuminated their gardens and homes with flickering lights and stars through the nights and well into the first week of January, Marilyn lit up her own veranda with one forlorn string of coloured bulbs and a small star.

The Spirit of Life Must Move On

The Spirit of Life Must Move On

By Pundalik N. Naik
Translated from the Konkani by Vidya Pai

Issue no. 6

A marketplace in a village inhabited by lazy people. Some puff on beedies. Some rattle dice or play at sedentary games. Others gossip. A man approaches a group of idlers and addresses one who looks like a labourer.

Sisters

Sisters

By Linken Fernandes

Issue no. 6

The sound of a window being shut followed next and was succeeded by another door closing with a loud rap.  The sounds continued – this is no exaggeration – for almost a minute and kept getting louder. I guessed that a series of windows and doors were being shut for the night, one room at a time