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Sheila Kumar's Storehouse

SHORT STORY: ISCOYD, AN OLD-FASHIONED TALE

This story appeared in the 2010 anthology titled Why We Don`t Talk (Rupa Publications).     Iscoyd, an old-fashioned tale The mirror was just part of it. She fell in love with the house the moment she set eyes on it. Actually, she loved the name of the house even before she saw the house…

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SHORT STORY: WORDWEAVERS/LOVE IN THE PARK

Love in the park Diya found love in the park down the road from her house. Admittedly, she was very impressionable, the type who looked for love in the most probable and improbable places. She believed in God, the inimitable power of Sunidhi Chauhan’s voice and days of wine and roses, though actually she didn’t…

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SHORT STORY: THE BOMBAY REVIEW MAGAZINE/SHIPS THAT PASS

                                                                 Ships that Pass – Sheila Kumar   I’m sick of this cow’s company, Nina mused morosely, and I’m sure she’s sick of being with…

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SHORT STORY: READFINGERS ONLINE MAGAZINE/SHARI`S PET PROJECT

READFINGERS Shari`s Pet Project by Sheila Kumar Category:Fiction, LATEST Shari had been working for a year as Personal Assistant to Boss (and Brother) Number Four at the Family Firm. She still took pains to dress well, give her eyes that little wing with the liquid eyeliner, and quickly spray one short burst of her favorite…

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SHORT STORY: WHEN WOMEN WAKEN JOURNAL/ THE LIGHT

When Women Waken A Journal of Poetry, Prose and Images Our Stories Women Writers, Women’s Books                               The Light I first saw it this morning when I carried my extra-large cup of green tea out onto the veranda. It was standing poker…

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SHORT STORY: OUT OF PRINT MAGAZINE/TRYST

Tryst by Sheila Kumar Rohit was slowly inserting his hand into Rhea’s blouse when the men appeared. It was a warm day at Avalanche Lake, the water glinted just below where the two of them sat, a copse of eucalyptus trees stood like a sentinel to one side. The air was infused with the smell…

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