The great sage Narada sat completely drenched in the incessant rain on the banks of the angry Sutlej. His cottage was washed away last night and since then he was not able to locate his family. He could see a few like him who are searching their families around and it was a huge commotion […]
The mentor of this is Mr. Bnamali Naik, my father. Mr. Mr. Bimal Sahu Sir, is his worthy colleague and successor
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https://storymirror.com/read/story/english/fwk2bluc/memory-of-water-pools/detail?utm_source=sendgrid.com&utm_medium=email&utm_campaign=website The rains bring the plants to spring new leaves and roots. Children play with the runoff with paper boats. Back in cities, water-clogging happens. Smell and filthiness increase. Water pools here and there. Overflowing drains. That is the scene of the present.
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https://storymirror.com/read/story/english/zphddpxl/happiness-is-a-state-of-mind/detail Suli Bai had lost her husband, to be left with five children the youngest one just 6 months of age; about 25 years ago. Luckily enough, the eldest two children were daughters aged 8 and 7 years of age, which helped her go for daily wage work or to the forest to collect some
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https://storymirror.com/read/story/english/lscdw8k5/mom-not-to-be-burdened/detail?utm_source=sendgrid.com&utm_medium=email&utm_campaign=website Sohani left her job when her daughter was a year old leaving the world surprised. She wanted to capture every moment of her daughter’s growing up. She could afford to. Lucky to be able to do so. In the same society, in another block, Prishita grew up rather independently, She managed her time with
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https://storymirror.com/read/story/english/pwtap0mk/just-a-little-care-at-a-time/detail?utm_medium=email&utm_campaign=website&utm_source=sendgrid.com Manju worked as a Tracer in the department of Agriculture, in the engineering section where irrigation implements were designed. The Head of the Department was Mr. Binod Das, my father, who also headed the implements workshop division, where prototypes were being built. I had just moved from a small town where my father served
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https://storymirror.com/read/story/english/aztahm9q/cricket-click/detail?utm_medium=email&utm_campaign=website&utm_source=sendgrid.com I did not see Kapil Dev covering the entire ground to take that impossible catch that won us the world cup. Those were the times when we were on radio. The graceful voices of Dr. Narottam Puri and M. Sushil Doshi created magic in the broadcast. I remember tuning in to the channel when
https://storymirror.com/read/story/english/ukqvsis8/mirage-miracle/detail?utm_campaign=website&utm_source=sendgrid.com&utm_medium=email The concept sounded like a daydream, and I was overtly hallucinating, so I thought it to be a mirage. I saw it clearly, but beyond the zone of reality. For the first time, I felt confident, but far from capable. The words were streaming from somewhere else, and not according to my plan. Was
https://storymirror.com/read/story/english/w6yb6egr/our-brave-gudiya/detail?utm_campaign=website&utm_source=sendgrid.com&utm_medium=email Ram Naresh was taken aback when he was told that this year he owed six thousand or more to Prakash Agrawal Mahajan. His small shop dealt with oil, sugar, tea, toffees and biscuits, and Rangoli bangles managed by his daughter Gudia. We were trying to build additional income sources for every household in
https://storymirror.com/read/story/english/7dit4noh/way-forward/detail?utm_campaign=website&utm_source=sendgrid.com&utm_medium=email She could not believe what she was hearing. It was an occasional broadcast, She had tuned in just by chance, Sumedha had once set up a wish for a way forward in life. She had been reading that a wish set in the line of the universe always comes true. After so many years