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By Fatima M Noronha
Issue no. 4
For Des and me, that was the last Christmas of our childhood, we with our parents, all of us warm together in that coldest winter.
By Ahmed Bunglowala
Dusky Devika, thirtyish, was lying stark naked in her queen-sized bed, her well-toned body glistening with sweat in the dim light ...
By Janet H. Swinney
The guru is an excellent story-teller and, often, as he brews up some potent concoction for them all to drink, he also brews up tales of the remarkable ...
By Nayana Adarkar
The door closed behind her. Mariamma was used to the moaning coming from inside the house. It made no difference to her. Those moans had been a part of her life since her youth ...
By Rohan Govenkar
Issue no. 3
I knew people with such names lived in other vaddos, and it was only our 'Durgawadi' that was full of names like Hanumant, Vaikunth, Narayan ...
By Prashila Naik
Joel looked away, embarrassed and yet excited. He had heard stories of how so many boys like him just got 'lucky' with women like these.
Translated by Paul Melo e Castro
Manuelinho Fernandes had a head for figures right from birth, in Mapuçá. With great patience, he would tot up and check through piles of sums as tall as the Sé in Velha Goa ...
By Jayanti Naik
Issue no. 2
Her beautiful body in its full flush of youth would brush against my own young body. a hundred times a day, but that never was a turn-on for me. The thought of marrying her never crossed my mind.
By Roanna Gonsalves
When the spitters had settled down as the train began to move, I felt conflicting currents within me. I was conscious of my power as a young exotic-looking woman ...
By Jessica Faleiro
Yes, I've met a lady with a carbon footprint reducing business, an IT consultant who moonlights as a tarot card reader, an artist, a professional storyteller ...