The Ephemeral Odyssey
U Sharma Babesa Thimphu Flower and paper garlands hung above the doors and windows. Candles burnt in lines on the enclosed patios. Moths frolicked around the tapering candles; some burning […]
Category: U Sharma
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The travail-an aversion
U Sharma Babesha, Thimpu “O—ouch”, shrieked Ramu, throwing the hammer on the river bank. The stoic river rippled silently. “U—ugh!” My thumb is smashed. It’s bleeding profusely”, he spoke in […]
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Unseen felicity
U Sharma Babesha, Thimpu, Bhutan “What am I to do with the CD? What could the three-worded message “one must see’ mean? Where should I take it and see what […]
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The last words
U Sharma Babesa, Thimphu He had to walk a good number of forty five minutes to reach his friend’s house___ if ever he decided to go at those odd and […]
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The paltry birthday banner
U Sharma Babesa, Thimphu The sundown hour of 23rd September, Saturday, had reached its peak. An ash-colored Hyundai hatchback screeched to an uncomfortable halt on the dusty road just below […]
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Deep seated patriotism
U Sharma, Babesa, Thimphu, Bhutan An ash-colored Hyundai coupe climbed through a catalogue of landscapes and headed north into the chestnut forest. The nut trees thinned to patchy pine woods […]
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Consanguinity in jeopardy
U Sharma Babesha, Thimphu “Obligation versus Truth!!!!” murmured she, inhaling a gulp of morning zephyr.Eyes downcast; Jaya, sitting on a plastic stool on the balcony of her two-storeyed house continued […]
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Of worries and felicities
U Sharma Babesha, Thimphu Bhutan “Oh! No. No! Nothing more than that, I just want to know the gender,” said the lady, trying to conceal her malevolent intentions and trying […]