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Eddie Huang
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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Poetry

MY VILLAGERS

I love you, You are so good! You pledge your life For a square meal, Day you toil and night You sleep and populate, Evening you smoke, play cards, Drink

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