A Few Stories Just Don’t Die – Short Story Series by Nagendra Sarma!
So then, when it comes to writing a novelette or a novel, the size is very comfortable. It gives us enough place and plot elements to expound over all the things which we wanted to talk about. But then, there are short stories. Short stories too well out from the same depths which produce strong works like novels and poetry. But the plots are small, but the impact would be high. Short stories are little narratives which are packed with intense emotion. The silence, or the reality, or the twist or the science in a short story is precise and up to the mark which makes it more interesting. With all these things, these short stories do one harmful thing:
Short stories, with all their intensity, mark our minds after they are being written. They just leave our heads. If they are really welled out from our depths, their reminiscences would be seen everywhere in the next stories. I have a few obsessions like that, which I got to know only after a few of my avid readers pointed out to me: The Sea, A Revenge, A Death at The End, A Slap, the list goes on. They are mine. I always try to (subconsciously or unconsciously) to fit in these elements when it comes to a story which I would like the most.
Then is when I found a way. If I am going to choose a subject which will be long and effective, i will not try to crush it and crumple it. I will elaborate it as long as it can go without being disturbed by me. Then is when I got to a resolution that I will pick out short story serials. I will go up with episodes whenever there is a chance to create a story which I think will create a good impact. I will try to bring up stories as diversified as I can make them. Ancient war-like stories, love stories, adventures or semi-autobiographical ones, I will make them good enough and interesting enough so that they will run for more than three episode, but will be less than five.
Why to forcefully kill a story when there still is a lot of life in it?
In the Quest of Light: An Adventure of Love and Life!
In the Quest of Light #4: Radhe Radhe Govinda, Govinda Radhe!
. . . . Cntd of #3 Chapter 16: “It is for my wife ji,” I told him when he was eyeing me with suspicion. I just got on the car and took the seat beside the driver. It is a symbolism that it is the journey of mine and I wanna look towards where…
In the Quest of Light #3: Mist, Mountains and My Muse.
. . . . Cntd of #2 Chapter 12: “Wicky simply cannot live without her,” this is how I wanted to start this installment. Because this basically is about Wicky and Wicky’s only woman – nothing else. So, yes; Wicky cannot live without her. After the tumultuous tour to Kodai to show his love that…
In the Quest of Light #2: Tyres, Trains and Tears.
. . . . Cntd of #1 Chapter 6: It is a need that I pay my orison to the one who is watching everything that is happening. Who knows it all than Him who has commenced me into this journey? There are a thousand times we both (I and my woman) have thought that…
In the Quest of Light #1: A Promise Made to the Woman.
{Authors Note: The semi-epic journey I am going to elaborate through this series of journals is not a subject of debate of being a fact or fiction. This is a writer’s voice and I hope you’d enjoy these as they are, trying not to decode too much or trying not to deduce the facts from…
Dystopian Diaries: One Day, This Will End!
The Faded Leaves of Freedom – Dystopian Diaries #2
When has the world lost its meaning and when has the last poet lived? These are clueless questions which didn’t even babble over the minds of mindless post-humans who led their lives in the aimless refute of LIFE. The past order and harmony has gone. The nature and its love has vexed. The sun has gone merciless and the gases that infuriate him were hovering around the once precious, life-filled planet of this solar system.
The Man Who Went to a Movie When His Son Died – Dystopian Diaries #1
Part 1: Tuesday. 9th June, 3429. It was all dark. The sun’s black, like it is smoking out, but not burning. There are predictions about this. No one knows when it is going to get put off. Asteroids have struck Milanio two days ago. There is a prediction again, by these scientists, that they will…
The Three Arrows of The Lord: When Cosmos Speaks, it is a Miracle!
The Cosmic Accident – The Three Arrows of The Lord #1
“प्रपञ्चसृष् ट्युन्मुखला सयकायी समस्तसा महारकताण्डवाया | जगज्जनन्यै जगदेकपित्रे नमः शिवायै च नमः शिवाय || “ “Prapancha srushtyun muka lasyakayai, Samastha samharaka thandavaya, Jagat jananyai Jagatheka pithre, Nama Shivayai cha namashivaya.” “My salutations to both Parvathi and Shiva, To Her whose dance marks the creation of the world, To Him whose dance destroys everything, To…
The Scion of DakshinaAranya: The History of Durjaya RudiraaDhira
A History of Durjaya RudhiraaDhira – The Scion of DakshinaAranya #1
Here begins the history of one of the greatest men ever walked in the forests of DakshinaAranya and in the kingdom of NarmiDesha. The king, the legend and a hailed DemiGod – Durjaya RudhiraaDhira.
