Swapnil Kamble

“Afraid of wife” by Swapnil Kamble

After three years of marriage, second time took drink. A sip of alcohol was passing through my thirsty throat and wet my soul. I live in four number chawl is adjust four room and my room is at last corner Adjacent to my room there is a green farm before my room. We live in fear of small creature that usually crawls over the room wall. I get afraid of it, many times we get rid from it by spreading bleaching powered but it could not work on them. There are many crabs into door side when rain started to lash. The last Sunday we decide to have p...

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“the call of the death” by Swapnil Kamble

Submitted to Contest #103

That Night dinner had just finished..it was ten o'clock. Suddenly, I had a running hiccup. The hiccup was very long. The hiccup did not stop. It did not stop even after drinking a lot of water. First thought it was due to the acidity problem, So I drink soda into the water glass, but in vain. I mixed ENO powder, mixed in water and drunk, but it was still in vain ... Then till the last, I moved here and there……. But what. The wife was saying..someone must be remembering ... so I took the names of everyone in the house..but in vain. At that m...

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“KUMARS GHOST” by Swapnil Kamble

Submitted to Contest #102

It had been raining for the last two weekends consistently. That night electricity in the chawl went off. It had been two days since the electricity went off. Chawl slept into the darkness conundrum. It was a pitch-dark night. The chirping of birds and the sound of wall clock tickling heard in the room. Night kites were whistling and chirping also heard. Frogs cloaking sound also mixed into it. Perspiration rolled over the body. A dark cloud hovered overnight. No signal of electricity arrival was to be seen. But still, there is a hope whic...

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“Hidden love” by Swapnil Kamble

Submitted to Contest #84

It was During  lockdown  only I knew her inner hobby for painting.i .become engrossed in her passion about painting, she lived besides my house.she lived lonely with a child girl. , husband toured outside city regarding job work.he sometimes took a week to return home.she remained alone beside her hobby she paint on child painting book, she draw mostly upon two couple sit on garden nobody around her.some time shes uses dark paint to show her feeling and emotion.she sometimes make mask to a while away time.her child in kindergarten ...

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“Through eye of local window” by Swapnil Kamble

Submitted to Contest #62

Through eye of local windowThe Train become medium of all salesman ,deafmen, beggars,handicapped, to hvae possible earnings, they strive to and gives space to them to earn. to beg or to stealing to pickpocket, garbage picker also uses train to collect throwing drinking water every day they also collecting from garbage bags or train luggage compartment by selling to scrap shop give them daily earning or wage of the dayLadies compartment also combed rushed by vegetable woman sales girl standing by the gate to sell by throwing or waving hand...

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“the last sigh” by Swapnil Kamble

Submitted to Contest #62

In June 2011, it was heavy rains of the monsoon day. the torrential down poured full across the city. It had entered into the many houses and veranda.it had brought with them many diseases; one of them was the malaria epidemic, which made everyone on havoc in life.It had been raining heavily consecutively for three days. The rain-soaked area and surrounding, it was battered and hitting normal life, disrupting railroad life. Mumbai was known as" A curse of God" malaria epidemic area.the working-class area was reported and diagnosed as a malar...

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“One rainy night” by Swapnil Kamble

Submitted to Contest #60

When I wake up in morning my wife wishes  me...”happy wedding anniversary day.” It occurred at 29 August night.the day of morning brought up with heavy rains fall.my wife congrats me about our first anniversary.she presents me as a kiss on mouth.I get bathed.I am late already.I have to catch 9.30 thane and wife reminds me something miss.I fumbled my purse but everything oK. I  remember to give her return gift as kiss on lips.I hurried to catch train's .Road was incircled with dirt and water.reached to station fully jammed with peop...

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