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A Better Tomorrow

The Second World War was two years old in 1941 but there had been no big rise in prices. The sellers of goods and services were pressing for an increase but the buyers were still resisting it. The Akali leader, Master Tara Singh, stood alone on the road outside the Amritsar railway station. After the …

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Bad Old Days Are Gone

The year is 1930. I am nine and attend the village school. There is plenty of day light after the school hours. I wander in the lane on which two or three shops open. The shops sell attractive stuff -sweets shaped like fish, coloured green or yellow or red, 10 for a paisa; cowries are …

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Babble from Bangkok

When we started filling the lobby of the 16-storey five-star hotel called Rama Tower around lunch on July 16 for the World Punjabi Conference, the local representative responsible for providing accommodation finding more people around than he had expected asked in Punjabi: “Who is your leader? Who do I talk to?” The organizers in Delhi …

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Anatomy of a Literary Meet

A biggish room in the Musafar Memorial Hall in Chandigarh is packed with writers and scholars. Surinder Singh Narula’s novel “Raataan Hoiaan Waddiyan” (Nights became long) is to be discussed under the Kendri Punjabi Lekhak Sabha’s programme of seminars on new books. Two papers, one prepared by Dr. Jagbir Singh and the other by Niranjan …

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A Pool of Milk ( The Trick)

Lal and Dyal were cousins. Everyone in the village knew that they were extremely fond of each other. And two people getting along smoothly means a lot in a village. Real brothers of the blood have to get on together somehow but cousins living in such complete amity and cultivating a joint farm were bound …

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The Veil

The girl was self-willed. A self-willed mare cares neither for the rider nor for rein. When running it won’t stop when you want it to stop nor turn the way you want it to turn. For the girl there was neither any rein nor a rider. There was only her mother.The girl worked in an …

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The Strange New Earth

How Hazara Singh made a comfortable living without putting his hand to tilling or any other conventional mode of occupation was a mystery to many in the village. But those who knew never tired of admiring his unusual skill at cattle-lifting or housebreaking and of relating stories of his nightly adventures.  In children’s story books …

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The Bull Beneath the Earth

Thathi Khara was not far from Amritsar and it was one of the most conveniently situated villages, right on the pucca metalled road. But the happy impulse which had inspired Mann Singh’s journey would have made any distance seem joyfully short. Although the shades of the evening were fast spreading and the tired tonga pony’s …

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