It was early, early in the morning. Few people were around the platform as I got into my train. I found an empty compartment and put away my suitcase. The…
Stories
Imaginary Interview with the Golden Trio of Bengali Literature Sitting at the far corner of the food court of the airport, I take out my favourite Bengali novel of all…
It was the golden wedding anniversary of my grandparents. We were going to celebrate it in their huge house. Some of my cousins and decided to meet at the role…
Short days and long nights. Stained pillows and soaked blankets. Unwritten pages but head full of thoughts. These had become a regularity in her life. But only one person could…
The train for Mumbai (Bombay) will be late by five hours due to some technical problems. Inconvenience caused is regretted,” blared the message on the Public Announcement System.” I was…
Anything, be it an item of high monetary value or a tiny or simple article, can be a treasure in one’s life. Especially if it is of an important historical…
He taught me the art of writing. He broke me again. My feelings shattered on paper write an alchemical story. I build universe out of my writing by his pain…
On a starry night, Isha woke up half dreaming and walked near the window. Something must have awaken her from her intense sleep. Her hands were cold and toes freezing…
Arden and Ghol finished with the packing. All that was left was to go to the warehouse and then start buying utilities. “So, how do we get there?” asked Arden….
