This book is about a cow that is a spy and has to save the world.

Story of an orphanage for girls, their miserable life under a warden. Finally the Church realize their folly and appoints a new warden, who is young and energetic. The reforms he made changed the atmosphere so drastically that the countenance of the inmates changes. The Church is happy with him, but then the new warden has his share of problems and the priest helps him solve it....

They were playing jigsaw puzzle, and finally it was Jisy’s turn, and when she picked up the last piece, Shijo said. No Jisy, wait.’ Jisy looked at him puzzled. He said. ‘The picture is already complete now?’ ‘No.......?’ looking at the picture she said, ‘the middle of the roof is blank.’ ‘What does it mean?’ Shijo asked. No one answered. Shijo continued. ‘See the building will be complete only if all our pieces are put together and kept in place. Similarly our home will only be complete if all of us are together. If any of us is missing, that gap will remain forever. Do you understand?’ The children nodded solemnly. ‘Now Jisy please complete the picture.’ Jisy kept the piece she was holding in its place. Turning back her eyes were filled. Everyone clapped in applause. ‘We all will remember this game for ever, won’t you?’ ‘Yes, Sir....’ Everyone said in a chorus....

The story Vrishabhathinte Kannu is about an accident in which a four year old boy gets killed together with his paternal uncle. The story centers around the sub-tenant of one of the flats in the building, who was so friendly with the child. He is moved by the incident, and decides to go to the hospital to see the child. It is the traumatic experience of this man the story is about. ...

Behind him was the security guard of the morgue, and still farther behind in the dark cold room were the cold bodies wrapped up in white linen. He remembered what Hiren Mehta had said, and what Mehta’s son had said. Beyond the eyes of the evil planets, fatalist beliefs, and lives predetermined in a four dimensional field of the world, he saw the indefinable, and unforeseeable, but definite death. Back in the building he was climbing the staircase, and when he reached the second floor he saw Aditya’s house still locked. On the latch of the door was kept a packet of flowers. He wondered where have they all gone. They might have gone to her husband’s home. They might come only after a few days. The flowers will remain there until they come back. After all, what is the relation between flowers and death? (Vrishabhathinte Kannu)...

Stories: Meghangal Panjikkettukalpole Vrishabhathinte Kannu Komali Roopam Nashtappetta Mrigangal Bheeru Oru Nashtakkari Ayalkkari

The story Amme Avar Nammude Akaasam Katteduthu is about women laborers, who over the past few decades were being phased out of work, mainly by automation, and then by influx of cheap labor from neighboring states. In this story the houses where women from the colony across the road works as household help, are being razed to the ground to give way to four colossal multistory buildings. The women lose their job and find life hard going, especially when their drunkard husbands do not help them, instead try to fleece them. They are pinned to the wall, and naturally finds way for a living, which is not very desirable, but unavoidable....

Making sure that Arun doesn’t hear her, Jyothi asked Mathu. ‘Your husband does not come any more, eh?’ ‘No,....’ She said with visible comfort. ‘I wish he does not turn up any more. What about your husband?’ ‘He came last month, and then I said I am jobless and that I need money. He went back immediately and never again turned up. I never said I got a job in the building work.' (Amme, Avar Nammude Akasam Katteduthu)...

Stories: Vellithirayilennapole Lavanya Kelan Oru Chocolate Viplavam Kalathinte Adayatha Vathilukal Stree, Avasanarangathil Mathram.... Oru Santhushta Kudumbam Sreeparvathi Iniyum Maduthittillatha Oru Samakalika Katha Daivathinte Swapnangal Amme Avar Nammude Akasam Katteduthu Kurey Chithrangalulla Oru Rathri, Athil Oru...... Ee Nirathil Thavalangalilla Oru Nalu Vayassukarante Prasnangal...

This anthology of short stories won the Nalappadan Award (instituted after the famous poet Nalappat Narayana Menon) in 1998. The story Alakkuyanthram is about the plight of child labor in India. A ten year old girl is forced to do menial job in a wealthy house because her mother falls ill. It is about her interaction with the 4 year old daughter of her mistress. One day she takes the little girl to her shabby looking hut much to the chagrin of the little girl. She faces reality hereto unimaginable in her wealthy surroundings....

‘How come you didn’t get even a single order?’ John Mathew could not get it. ‘You say you have visited 10 - 15 houses, and yet no order. You have gone to a wealthy area. Venu closed his eyes without having to utter a word. And slowly he drifted into a slumber. In sleep, he saw dark skinny children with small chests and big unhealthy belly. In front of them poverty was strewn around like dirt in carpet of affluence, and he with his machine with unlimited capabilities sweeps the poverty and the children become handsome and pretty. Watching the smile on his sleeping friend, John Mathew became thoughtful. (Aparasadhyathakalulla Oru Yanthram)...

Stories: Pazhayoru Bheeshanikkari Sookshichuvacha Mayilpeeli Sultante Makal Aaro Oraal Pinnil Alakkuyanthram Oru Tapdancer Amma Valeduthavan Bhagyathinte Vazhikal Theeppettikkollithumbile Jeevitham Oditta Oru Cheriya Veedu Oru Urula choru Nair Magnanimity Aparasadhyathakalulla Oru Yanthram Kallichedi...

Dr. Gourami’s Hospital is a delivery ward for fishes. The story deals with a motherless child of five and his sorrowing father, both of whom finds solace in the aquarium. The new born babies that swim in the tank give cue to Biju about his own mother who left him couple of years ago. The Sunflowers is the story of a boy who was destined to toil at the age of 17 in a far away city, i.e. Calcutta. He supports his mother as well as the family of her brother too. Though unwilling Dasan finally finds his sacrifice most rewarding, as he finds a garden of sunflowers in a mountain valley he saw on his way home....

After taking bath he got dressed up fast. Renu announced breakfast. He went to call his son Viju. He was standing in front of the aquarium, the same way he left him when he went to the bathroom. ‘What happened Viju?’ He asked. He didn’t say anything. He was just watching the newborn fish babies. He was thoughtful. Finally he asked: ‘Dad do these fish babies really get the smell of their mother in the water?’ ‘Yes dear, all living beings are like that. Children can recognize the smell of their mother.’ Suddenly he stopped. He saw Viju’s face darkening and his eyes becoming watery. He was incapable of wiping those tears or soothing the boy with words of solace; he just hugged him. His eyes were also filling. Then in between sobs, Viju said. ‘Dad, let’s not change this house. We will continue here only.’ (Dr. Gouramiyude Asupathri)...

Stories: Gouramiyude Asupathri Sooryakantipookkal Kattikombu Cheppadikkaranum Njanum Canadayilninnoru Rajakumari Oru Viswasi Puthiyoru Velipadinuvendi Muzhumikkatha Yathra Nagaram...

This is a collection of 13 short stories about the hard life, the life of characters, the life of miscreants and misfits. The characters are crude, sexual, violent, witty, thoughtful, and full of wisdom and lessons never learned by those who lead sheltered lives. This book is for a mature audience....

INTRODUCTION THE CON MAN ENTHYMEME DOLLY BOOTLEGGER THE CURSE OF THE YELLOW DOGS A COLD NIGHT SOLIDIFIES THINGS SWIFT WING RETRIBUTION – THE BULL PREACHER MAN NORSKI MY DAD WAS REAL HARD MISTER ARNELL MARY DANCE ...

A king and his queen have everything they could want in life except children. A magician grants them their wish of a child but on the condition that they only do good deeds. However, an unkind act to a poor urchin leads the magician to place a curse on the couple causing their daughter to be born extremely ugly. The girl grows up very saddened by her appearance. Her life is full of unhappiness until one day she discovers a prince who has also been the victim of a bad spell....

Vegetables, utensils and pots come together to make a magical and healthy soup for hungry Johney.

A little boy takes care of and becomes good friends with a dog he names Yappy. Yappy is a true friend and protects the little boy from danger.

Mermellissa is an orphan who is not loved by the family she lives with. Though she always tries to please them, they never even hug her. On her birthday, Mermellissa is feeling very sad until she meets a sea monster who gives her a wonderful present - friendship....

They laughed at little Jo-Jo, because he couldn't hop the way they could.

Daffodeelia was a pretty little fairy. She was as pretty as the prettiest wildflower. Her hair was golden color, and her eyes were the deepest blue. She was always very happy and lively, and her smile was like a beautiful rainbow. Wherever she went, her merry laugh could be heard. Daffodeelia’s favorite hobby, was painting flowers. She had a lovely little paint bucket and a magical paintbrush. When she dipped the brush into the paint bucket and touched the flowers with just the tip of it, they glowed with wonderful colors. She enjoyed painting flowers very much....

Ghemo volesto scrivare sto libreto sintetico par iluminare la nostra jente contandoghe la nostra storia vera. A scola ne xe sta insegnà na storia finta, artifiçiale fata aposta par creare el ‘talian medio: insulso, ignorante, credulon, tifoso, emotivo e incapaçe de pensare co la so testa. Bon da esare sfrutà e a esare sotomeso....

Vol. 1: TripStone hates to kill her gods but she must feed her people. An accomplished hunter in the Masari village of Crossroads, she is charged with the ritual slaying of the sacred Yata. Her comrade Ghost tries to end Masari dependence on Yata meat by performing experiments punishable by death. His jeopardy increases when he shelters a teenage runaway sickened by fasting. Their worldview shatters when they harbor a Yata woman raised to be livestock instead of a god. But Crossroads itself is imperiled. Hidden in the far woods, a secret Yata militia is preparing to alter the balance of power....

One night, a flying train takes Jimmy and Nelly on an adventure to outer space. Was it all just a dream?

This third and newest novel in the series takes young Montana back home to help his family battle a crooked mayor and sheriff who have assumed control of his home town during his three year absence. With the help of his friends, family and famous horse "Spirit", Montana continues to fight for what's right...and ultimately prevails. This 204 page novel is suitable for young readers. Buy at www.callmemontana.com...

There is no good war. All war is hideous. munir is a novel about Baghdad under Occupation. It is a story detailing the tragic intersection of intelligence personnel, militants, and Iraqi millennials....

“Ah!” Majid exclaimed, realizing where they were. Spying their favorite nook in the city, Majid approached the cozy concrete to kick back. Munir had noticed this quotidian wonder many years ago when he was working part-time as a delivery boy. One ‘precision’ strike in 1991, courtesy of a 35-year-old B-52 bomber, had taken out a homeless shelter. The blast had also carved the ideal reading nook out of an adjacent wall. The shelter was eventually rebuilt, but the wall remained damaged and crumbling....

science fiction at its finest

a voyage of epic proportions

From a military family, Linda Bohe grew up in various parts of the country. Her childhood was mostly in the South, her mid-teens to young adulthood in Colorado. She later resided in New York City, where many of her poems are set. Linda studied with Alan Dugan, William Matthews and Richard Hugo among others. Her terse syntax perhaps reminds one of Hugo, but with an eclectic bent. Her broad range of poetic taste was shown in the magazine, Attaboy, which she edited with Phoebe MacAdams. Among other writers of her generation with whom she was in close personal contact were Jayne Anne Phillips, Wendy Battin, Nancy Schoenberger, and Susan Tichy. ...

Detour I drive two thousand miles to leave you and find your shadow, spine whipped by wind, in snow-filled valleys where hills are hidden in white air and fields sleep. You will yourself into this landscape the way one can staunch the flow of blood or simulate death. My car window is a camera lens. I watch a train curve along tracks and into a tunnel. The moon spills across land so cold the cattle moan. My map is crumpled and I read it like a letter. Fifty miles before I reach a new home. Relief comes in waves, shocks without a center. ...