Amogh Bodhi

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Nov, 2020

Stories (6)

6 Stories

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“New Year Party” by Amogh Bodhi

Submitted to Contest #93

“Ashish and Nilesh are still not here, they are so late!” said Sachin to Ganesh and Prabhat. “They said they will bring the cold drinks and snacks, so they will surely take some time.” said Prabhat. “Let me put some funky cassette in the player, let’s enjoy the songs till they come,” said Ganesh. It w...

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“Ancient Book of Magic” by Amogh Bodhi

Submitted to Contest #91

My school was and still is the best in the town. Students from my school always topped the inter-school competitions of dance, debate and science exhibition. It was year 1994 when I was in ninth and I was good in studies. I always wore neatly cleaned and ironed clothes. My shoes were always cleaned and polished. Every teacher and school mates said about me that Mukesh is a good boy.My school library had the highest collection of books in the town. It not only had regular study mater...

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“Demon, Man and the Beast” by Amogh Bodhi

Submitted to Contest #90

*This story is based on current situation of Adivasi Tribal people in India – Amogh* I was travelling through the green forests, farms and amusing breezes to the Hemalkasa village in Gadchiroli district, by a private transport. This district has been declared as adivasi district, due to forty per cent population of adivasi tribe pe...

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“Faith is Love” by Amogh Bodhi

Submitted to Contest #89

It was a beautiful adhan, an evening call for prayer! This is a small town with only one mosque. The calls for prayer are herd at every street and corner of the town. There are people of different faiths in the town, for Muslims adhans are calls for prayer and for others they serve as time reminders. Out of five adhans, the first adhan in the morning helps me to get up, and the fourth in the ev...

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“Love is the Greatest Power” by Amogh Bodhi

Submitted to Contest #88

I was travelling back to my home from office on my scooter. It was 8.20 pm and was already dark. My mind was completely whirling with opinions since I came out of my Editor Mr Abhinav’s cabin. It’s my ultimate ambition to do something colossal in my career. For past one year it’s ‘True Voice’ newspaper agency for which I was working as a junior reporter. My last pr...

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“Small act of Love” by Amogh Bodhi

Submitted to Contest #86

Orange rays of setting Sun travelling through the branches of the trees touched me through the window, but could lighten nothing inside me. That place beside the window is where I sit for hours, in company of a mild but persistent headache and never passing body pain. It is vividly visible that nature follows a routine, a cycle, a pattern that transforms the world ...

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