By Prakash Parienkar
Translated by Vidya Pai
Issue no. 10
Avdu tied up the cows in the shed and stepped into the front yard. She dropped the load of firewood on the verandah, shook out her crumpled sari and squatted at the edge of the yard.
Fiction
By Selma Carvalho
The Friday they leave for a weekend in Belgium, Anju discovers Freddo is cheating on her. She doesn’t share her knowledge with him. What she should have said was, ‘Freddo, I’m tired of this shit. This time, I’m leaving.’
Her heart feels like it is going to stop breathing all on its own, distinct from the rest of her. The pain is so intense, she realises it is possible for the rest of her body to survive the carnage, while her heart, expelled from her being like a refugee, would simply die.
