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Eddie Huang
Poetry

UPON DYNA BRIDGE

It was noon, but the rays mellow and soft! Let’s stand awhile on Dyna Bridge, dear, under which River Torsha moaned meandering naked, unabashed!   Timid rays fell on its

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Poetry

A FORSAKEN WOMAN

Her man stole a neighbourhood girl, And went Arunachal a long ago, When Munni crawled in her Belly, swollen to burst.   She lived at a hut, And toil at

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Short Fiction

A POET OF RAMPUR

“Hey poet! Why do you look so sad? Searching seven heavens you bring home a queen at last. Be happy, and enjoy forever life of conjugal bliss.” I commended. The

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Short Fiction

A BURNING PYRE

The scene was magnificent. A pyre was burning and the peasants, all drunk, were chanting bolo hari, hari bol; bolo hari, hari bol. Some were crying loud, some were sobbing,

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Poetry

AMONG THE DRUNKARDS

  Twice a month I go to Hariahati and drink haria Among the drunkards, peasants and labourers all, Two pigs skinned and men have their heyday!   Round some fat

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NO ONE REMEMBERS A DEAD MAN

Spillwords.com presents: No One Remembers A Dead Man, written by Abu Siddik, as assistant professor, Department of English, Falakata College …. Source: No One Remembers A Dead Man written by

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