Pothiz - October 2010 Issue

From the Publisher's Desk - October Issue of Pothiz

Festival season is on and we are back with a new issue of Pothiz! We hope the words contained in these stories and poems weave their magic on you and make this time even more enjoyable. Here is a little sneak peak into what the issue has to offer. (Read more).

Story (Featured Entry) - Almost

Gyanandra Chowdary started young. He joined the People's Protection Party when he was still in Standard IX. In the initial stages, he passed on information from one base to another, working as an overground agent. Gradually, he neglected his studies and became a proper underground. (Read more).

Story - 31 B

The brown-and-yellow steel snake slithered to a screechy stop at the Churchgate dock. Madhuri Phatke stood taut-poised, flawlessly aligned with the ladies second-class compartment at the marked spot on Platform 1. She was surrounded by a similar dozen or more testosterone-pumped toads ready for the gravity-defying sprint that belied their vada-pau-distended amorphous bodies.
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Experimental - A Friend in Need

TFirstly, sorry for encroaching your personal space. I have no right to intrude. But I have a lot of hope and very little means.
Secondly, let me introduce myself. Myself, Kishorechand Malikar, from Daulatwadi, Vidarbha district. I have a very high hope and faith in humanity of strangers.
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Story - Heat , Hatred and Retribution

I watched the chaos of blood in numbness. The show of gore had probably been staged to inflict a nauseating disturbance on the audience, which it did, but the drama was strangely cathartic. When the movie ended, Bill (and almost the entire cast) had been ruthlessly butchered.
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Story - रूममेट

"मेरा नाम असीमा है, असीमा कॉन्ट्रैक्टर। नाम से हिंदू लगती हूं, लेकिन हूं मुस्लिम। पांचों वक्त की नमाज़ पढ़ती हूं और रोज़े रखती हूं। क्या किसी को मेरे यहां रहने से कोई परेशानी है?" (Read more).

Poetry - You

It is always the you
that we write about
the you that begins
with our first breath
that hears the sighs
we emit
foetus-like in the night.

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Poetry - You, Me, Circumstance

the cold floor
this room of stillness
the rain outside
a raging storm lurking close to the surface
threatening to erupt
water dripping somewhere
the fan whirring above
and i think...

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Poetry - Foe or Friend

The boy gaped at the flitting beauties glamorously decked,
Marvelling at the early birds as they busily pecked.
On that pleasant morning he hopped and skipped,
In a frenzy of excitement, he tripped and slipped.

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Poetry - Exploring the Unknown

The buildings were bigger
So were the rooms
I stared wide-eyed
At the pretty flowers in bloom
My first day in college
Eager for the journey to start
I sat in class

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Poetry - ये उनका शहर है!

कातिल आँधियों मे किसका ये असर है?
दिखता क्यों नहीं है हवा मे जो ज़हर है?
चीखें सूखती सी कहाँ मेरा बशर है?
ये उनका शहर है....
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Poetry - In My Remembrance

Let me make a cripple believe
only his body is crippled;
not his mind or soul,
so that he can achieve triple
the success than those
not crippled.
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Other Entries

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We hope you will enjoy this issue of Pothiz. Do give feedback to the authors using the comment form on the entries. Also, entries are invited for December 2010 issue of Pothiz. The deadline is November 30, 2010.