Archive for August, 2005

August 24th, 2005

consciousness, a stream of

Posted in Ishan Dubey, Short stories by Ishan Dubey

Now she wants me to talk to a friend of hers, no I mean why should I, why is it always me that has to give in, why can’t I refuse, just say no, but silly me I just can’t. I don’t know what happens to me, is it she, or maybe its my own submissive nature; no, it’s just that I want to be so goddamned good that I cannot displease anyone. Oh God! I don’t know what to do, should I go ahead and talk to him. More

August 14th, 2005

Death Foretold

Posted in Kunal Goel, Poems by Kunal Goel

Another couple of days and I will die.
I know this because my pundit told me.
I’m 22 and I have no disease.
I don’t drink or smoke.
I don’t even drive.
I have no intention of commiting suicide.
But I’ll die. More