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The Bangalore Review

Vol. XIII | Issue 3 | October 2025

  • Non-Fiction
    • Art
    • Book Reviews
    • Cinema
    • Creative Non-Fiction
    • Culture
    • Literature
    • Memoirs
    • Music
    • Nature & Environment
    • Philosophy
  • Specials
    • Editorial
    • TBR Recommends
    • TBR Roundtable
    • Translations
    • Fiction Special 2024
      • Peripheries – of Being and Living
      • Promises Made and Promises Broken – the NATURE of Things
      • Writing From the Peripheries of Language
      • Queering Language
      • Anthologies – The Editorial Perspective
  • Fiction
    • Flash Fiction
    • Short Fiction
  • Poetry
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  • Poetry
April, 2018

Aleppo

grief in weeks nothing has moved me.   i chase something and fail.   the screen dries my eyes.   no rivers flow in Aleppo...
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  • Poetry
April, 2018

Elfie, Sheltie, Sallie, Shellie, Self*

Author’s Note: The title of this poem is attributed to the spelling suggestions one gets, when having typed: Selfie in Microsoft Word. This is also..
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  • Poetry
March, 2018

Fox Harbor

for SB This is the most you’ve ever been a child. Once there was sand, thick saltwater paste on legs capable of anything; then, later..
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  • Book Reviews
  • Non-Fiction
March, 2018

Stairs to the Sundial

(Poetry Collection ‘Available Light’ by CP Surendran – A Review)   With ‘Available Light’, CP Surendran unleashes on us, verses set to the eternal ticks..
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  • Fiction
March, 2018

Mustard Yellow

Nanu, you’re already up?   Kya bataun, the fear of bad tea wakes me up earlier than usual.   That bad, nanu?   No beta,..
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  • Poetry
  • Translations
March, 2018

YERE YERE PAUSA

Yere yere pausa Come to me rain, let the drops percolate, collect in plastic tubs drained through pipes made of dreams and denim   Tula..
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  • Fiction
March, 2018

This Is for Rosetta

The hospital monitor beeped along as the ventilator breathed for Rosetta. Scottie had taken his sheriff’s hat off as soon as he entered the room..
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  • Fiction
February, 2018

Café Terrace

The sun had just set as I walked through the narrow street in the crowded Mall Road towards Café Terrace. Couples walking hand in hand,..
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  • Poetry
February, 2018

North of Longing, South of Hope

I. every night you turn on the lights in the room he has left behind on another continent he buys a pack of almonds for..
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  • Poetry
February, 2018

I guess a pleasant night might be appraised in different ways

I guess a pleasant night might be appraised in different ways A dazzle of days running under a tram While the horses bolt And the..
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  • Fiction
February, 2018

Conspiracy of the Dragon

July 31, 1914 Most Honorable Shining Sun: The Eagle Flies To The Sea, Waking The Bull Dog, To Join The Cock and Bear And Destroy..
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  • Editorial
  • Non-Fiction
January, 2018

#DoGoodForBlaze

I did not know Blaze Bernstein personally until this morning. Yet, this morning, when I belatedly came to know of his untimely death, I could..
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  • Fiction
January, 2018

The Animals Among Us by Blaze Bernstein

This is a re-run of Blaze Bernstein’s short story which appeared in May 2015 issue of The Bangalore Review. He was only seventeen then, and..
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  • Poetry
January, 2018

BEGINNINGS

All of the gin joints in all of the towns and you had to walk into this one* Beginnings don’t flow as easily as they..
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  • Fiction
January, 2018

Elgin in the Rains

1. The “Daily News”, thrown by the newspaper vendor made a “clat” on the narrow first floor veranda. Soham, who was sitting in front of..
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  • Poetry
January, 2018

The Dreams of Tiny Things

The birds outside my window speak of world domination, the tiny gray sparrows have staked out my kitchen for the headquarters of their aggressive, bird-centric..
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  • Fiction
January, 2018

Our Stopover in Santa Fe

We arrived at Pisa International airport to find our charter jet waiting. Our favorite pilots Rick and Jeff were there to greet us. Each had..
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  • Poetry
January, 2018

MAKING PRINTS

“What was it like—-being married to Mick Jagger?” – (American journalist) “I had to be a hell of a whore in the bedroom.” – Jerry..
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  • Poetry
January, 2018

Your Last Sad Vehicle

Keep watching those funerals — how they launch black sedans over cemetery landscapes, stop them by a new grave where the body enters orbit around..
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  • Poetry
January, 2018

Hygge

I asked you what you wanted me to write and you said it doesn’t matter that you would read it anyway that it could be..
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  • Fiction
January, 2018

No Place Like Home

I drove home from the store, where I had stopped for a pound of coffee, when I noticed a garage sale. A short fat Indian..
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  • Literature
  • Non-Fiction
December, 2017

BLOODLINE

I picked Washington Square1 from a low shelf in my parents’ living room, having courted the idea for a while, as the book looked pretty. I..
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