Durlabh Singh

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David Mitchell commented on Durlabh Singh's artwork, Tree Grove on Apr 13, 2019 at 5:28pm.
Christopher Russon commented on Durlabh Singh's poem, Dimensions. on Jun 19, 2018 at 7:52pm.
Christopher Russon commented on Durlabh Singh's poem, Do Not Want To Turn. on Apr 11, 2018 at 10:04pm.
Christopher Russon commented on Durlabh Singh's poem, Caskets on Feb 06, 2018 at 6:56am.
Frank Byrne commented on Durlabh Singh's artwork, Tree Grove on Nov 25, 2017 at 1:50pm.
Christopher Russon commented on Durlabh Singh's poem, Modern Muse on Oct 19, 2017 at 4:04pm.
Christopher Russon commented on Durlabh Singh's poem, Asleep on Sep 25, 2017 at 1:12pm.
commented on Durlabh Singh's poem entitled, "FLOATING WINGS.." on Jun 30, 2017 at 4:31pm.
commented on Durlabh Singh's poem entitled, "Kanya Kumari." on Mar 06, 2017 at 7:12am.
commented on Durlabh Singh's story entitled, "House By The Sea.." on Feb 23, 2017 at 8:02am.

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BALLAD

poem by Durlabh Singh

Go saddle me the black black steed For I am going on a long long journey Go wipe away the tears that roll Across brawny cheeks of gypsie lassie. Fifteen well made men going on their steeds To get their brides leap over the stra... Read more

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A Serpent's Tail.

story by Durlabh Singh

A SERPENT’S TALE. It is over a year since I moved to this location. Well! a snake has to live somewhere like everyone else and protect his body from elements of heat and cold. It is so hard to find a suitable dwelling no... Read more

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Alchemist

story by Durlabh Singh

ALCHEMIST. The night has been oppressive and Sharat has been dreaming, feverish dreams. He has been dreaming of alchemical ingredients. Mercury has been taking horrendous shapes and these shapes have been attacking him fiercely b... Read more

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Bhai Sehna

story by Durlabh Singh

BHAI SEHNA. It was a hot, sweaty and suffocating afternoon. Not a bird in sky, only the sound of some dogs barking at the sun perhaps showing their anger at the injustice in creating such an unpleasant weather for them to bear. ... Read more

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Black Hole

story by Durlabh Singh

BLACK HOLE. Accidentally I have fallen into a black hole. Suddenly all my burdens of living, of love and death were gone but a strange feeling of neither life nor death was upon me now. Eternity had gone, time had gone. I did... Read more

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Bloody Foreigners.

story by Durlabh Singh

BLOODY FOREIGNERS. It was Saturday evening and throngs of crowds were milling around in the center of the town, in anticipation for the pleasures of night – drinks, violence, food or anything else available, including a... Read more

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By The Sea.

story by Durlabh Singh

BY THE SEA. They met each other about a month ago in a seaside town in which she was domiciled and at first sight found some sort of affinity. The decided to meet again and he had returned to see her in that town now. The t... Read more

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BHAI SEHNA.

story by Durlabh Singh

BHAI SEHNA. It was a hot, sweaty and suffocating afternoon. Not a bird in sky, only the sound of some dogs barking at the sun perhaps showing their anger at the injustice in creating such an unpleasant weather for them to bear. ... Read more

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House By The Sea.

story by Durlabh Singh

HOUSE BY THE SEA. After ages of boring office work, I needed a break and wanted to have a vacation somewhere nice, to restore my physical and mental balance. I reckoned that I would need at least two weeks to recuperate from t... Read more

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House By The Sea.

story by Durlabh Singh

HOUSE BY THE SEA. After ages of boring office work, I needed a break and wanted to have a vacation somewhere nice, to restore my physical and mental balance. I reckoned that I would need at least two weeks to recuperate from t... Read more

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House By The Sea.

story by Durlabh Singh

HOUSE BY THE SEA. After ages of boring office work, I needed a break and wanted to have a vacation somewhere nice, to restore my physical and mental balance. I reckoned that I would need at least two weeks to recuperate from t... Read more

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Brahmacharya.

story by Durlabh Singh

BRAHMACHARYA “ Brahmacharya or spotless chastity is the best of all penances; a celibate of such spotless chastity is not a human being, but a god indeed...” People are always looking for cures to their physica... Read more

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Aubergine Girl.

story by Durlabh Singh

AUBERGINE GIRL There lived a poor Brahmin couple and had a little cottage with a thatched roof. They were so poor that most of the time they could not afford to buy any food and in order to stave off hunger, they searched the c... Read more

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A Miracle.

story by Durlabh Singh

A MIRACLE. ‘ How can I get out of this disaster?’ demanded Sajjan and it was simply aimed at himself. Sajjan Singh lived in a small village about five miles from a big town and where he journeyed daily to do vari... Read more

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BETWEEN SLEEP AND...

story by Durlabh Singh

Sometime I go to bed early. It is either because my creative flame has gone out or the programme on TV, to which I direct my mind as to recuperate my creative flame-are so shoddy and soul destroying. There is nothing left for me but t... Read more

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BEENA.

story by Durlabh Singh

She was alone in the house. It was mid morning and the weather was pleasant. There came an urge in her heart to do something special that day. She stealthily went into her mother’s room. She wanted to become more feminine ju... Read more

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ALCHEMIST.

story by Durlabh Singh

The night has been oppressive and Sharat has been dreaming, feverish dreams. He has been dreaming of alchemical ingredients. Mercury has been taking horrendous shapes and these shapes have been attacking him fiercely but whenever he t... Read more

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Courage of Being.

story by Durlabh Singh

COURAGE OF BEING. “You are banished from out of our jurisdiction as being a woman not fit for our society, and are to be imprisoned till the court shall send you away.” ‘ There are two hideous monsters livi... Read more

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A Gift From Lakes

story by Durlabh Singh

A GIFT FROM LAKES. It has been a long and tiring journey in the coach and my legs were cramped. It was a relief to leave the vehicle and stretch my body. It was refreshing to breathe again the cool mountain air. Though the... Read more

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A TOWN CALLED LIF...

story by Durlabh Singh

The town is in the midst of a vast desert and no one knows about its origin. To tell the truth all conjectures about its age or its destiny has been as futile. They say that there is a curse on the people who try to decipher or gaug... Read more

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Ghosts At Noon.

story by Durlabh Singh

GHOSTS AT NOON. My friend from London has come to visit me in India and we are both interested in psychic phenomena so we tell each other ghostly tales and such other happenings, as to make the mutual conversations interesting.... Read more

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Yamraj

story by Durlabh Singh

YAMRAJ. Chotto Ram was a farmer in a small village, with a small land holding. He was trying to make a living out of his land, which he had inherited from his parents. As with most farmers of the district, it was a hard struggl... Read more

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Paper Boat.

story by Durlabh Singh

PAPER BOAT The boy wanted to go for an ‘outing’ often, in company of his mother and other females of his neighbourhood. It was not an ‘outing’ in the usual sense of the word but the aim was to get away ... Read more

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Cobra Village.

story by Durlabh Singh

COBRA VILLAGE. Original name of the village was Sunder Gaon or the beautiful village on account of its situation where it was set in a countryside surrounded by a pretty panorama of land and hills .Its population consists of abo... Read more

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The Deep.

story by Durlabh Singh

THE DEEP. In the language of occult, there are seven regions of mind. Our is the physical region. They tell us that we normally live on a physical plane but in our sleep we may go to the next region, an emotional mental regio... Read more

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Courage Of Being.

story by Durlabh Singh

COURAGE OF BEING. “You are banished from out of our jurisdiction as being a woman not fit for our society, and are to be imprisoned till the court shall send you away.” ‘ There are two hideous monsters livi... Read more

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ACROSS THE WINDOW.

story by Durlabh Singh

The countryside is pleasant, even lush green and this has added a dimension of friendliness towards the onlooker. The road is running near an airport and the aeroplanes are hovering above like big birds and then swooping out of fro... Read more

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A GIFT FROM THE L...

story by Durlabh Singh

It has been a long and tiring journey in the coach and my legs were cramped. It was a relief to leave the vehicle and stretch my body. It was refreshing to breathe again the cool mountain air. Though the main part of my journey ... Read more

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FLOATING WINGS.

poem by Durlabh Singh

Floating wings Glorious forms Destitute colours Of toxic winds. Having drunk All the shades Shine I will Like a star Bemoaning its Cruel fate Amid torrents Of constant rage. Gods of fear Gods of nights Gather up Yo... Read more

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Asleep

poem by Durlabh Singh

ASLEEP. I fell asleep In middle of the night Or perhaps it was a day Feigning of the darkness. There was a beggar At my tapped door Begging for a silver spoon Or perhaps for a pot of gold. A limpid long life Like flow ... Read more