Maureen Rampertab

MORNING in the countryside… veiled still in darkness but nudged awake by soft devotional songs on the radio; aroma of

SHE walked down the dusty road, the little girl who was once fair, her skin now sunburnt, her sandals worn,

IT was a bleak day in June when it always rained incessantly, for it was the May-June season. Priya stepped

CHRIS twirled the wedding ring on his finger absent-mindedly as he waited patiently for his wife at their favourite restaurant.

MARIA held the silver chain in her hand, its pendant, the birthstone of Pisces and as she looked at the

In a land on the northeastern coast of South America, once a lost world, a hidden paradise. But now, the

From morn to night, death rides on a pale horse, an emissary of fate. But stories are told of restless

A STORY, drifting with time, decades ago, told and retold of a young man’s sudden death. “It was a night

The old lady sat in her rocking chair on the patio, an open Bible, its pages ruffled with age, lying

The Indian Action Committee (IAC) wishes all Guyanese a Happy Arrival Day and especially calls upon all citizens to remember

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