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Sudha Vishwanath
Mrs. Sudha Vishwanath, a tutor by profession, took to writing as a hobby. Her heart-warming stories have found a place in anthologies and magazines. She has added a feather to her cap by winning third place in the prestigious Strands flash fiction. She also pens poetry. A couple of them have been published.
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TRUE TREASURE
‘True Treasure,’ written by Sudha Vishwanath, is a heart-touching story driving home the fact that with grit and resilience, one can pave through the hardest path in life. The story tells that true friendship is not something that thrives on monetary strength, but on the bond and affection that the four protagonists share.
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Perseverance And Fortitude Pays
Vishnu Sahasranamam, as rendered by the renowned Mrs. M. S. Subbhalakshmi, floated throughout Subbaraman's well-kept three-bedroom home. The morning sun spilled its radiant light into the aesthetically pleasing residence. Seventy-year-old Subbaraman, the Retired...
STRANGE ARE THE WAYS OF PROVIDENCE
"Cauvery, here is the money you earned from stitching clothes and embroidering. I hope you get to put this skill into practice back in your hometown. My best wishes are always with you." The kind-hearted jail warden, Lakshmi Amma, handed Cauvery the envelope...
The Daughter
AUTHOR'S NOTE: WITH DUE RESPECT TO ALL THE RITUALS THAT FOLLOW AFTER THE DEATH OF SOMEONE IN A HINDU FAMILY, THE AUTHOR WOULD LIKE TO ASSERT THAT NOTHING STATED IN THE STORY HAS BEEN WRITTEN TO MALIGN ANYONE OR ANY RITUAL. 12th June 1992 After an...
The New Abode
Savitri Aunty hummed a melodious rendition of the late Carnatic music maestro MS Subbulakshmi, as she carefully kept her sarees from the neatly arranged cupboard into suitcases. I watched in awe at the exquisite collection. I have often seen Aunty draped in those...
The wings of a bird
The white Ford Endeavour screeched to a halt on the porch of the Ramamurthys. Parking it aesthetically, Priya Venkatesh stepped out of the driver's seat, much to the awe of the two ladies of the Ramamurthy household. They exchanged acerbic glances. Ramamurthy's...
Justice served
'OUCH,' the baby inside my tummy kicked hard. The pain, however, was so soothing. The feeling of a life kicking inside the tummy, I suppose, is the most exciting for a mother. It was my baby shower. Guests poured in, and Amma's complete medical fraternity was present....