Amit Choudhary

Amit Choudhary

The Night Shift

The bricks had been painted over. In my time they were the rust-red brick goes when it has stood a long time; now they wore a flat municipal blue, the shade chosen by people who were not born when I…

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Is there a need to feel proud?If so, you are still one of the crowd. Wait for the day hardship arrives.Destruction has one virtue —it clears all doubt. When difficulty finds you, face it.However heavy — do not look away.…

अभिभावक!

मुर्दे की भाँति देखता रहता हूँ,तुझे ऊँची सोच का बनते हुए।पिछड़ा हूँ… या संवेदनशील,तुझे अपना, अब भी सोचता हूँ। क्यूँ तू मेरे चित्त के अनुकूल,ज़िंदगी में चित्त देख के,चित्त नहीं होता? सोचता हूँ… अब भी मैं,उत्तरदायित्व अपना। © Amit Choudhary,…

The Pendulum

“Where are you going?” Tara asked. “As if you don’t know,” I said. “Can’t you stay home today? I have a fever.” “I’m not a doctor, Tara. Whether I stay or not won’t change your temperature.” I pulled the door…