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The scan reports that month only reported an embryo. A ball of flesh, maybe, or that of cells. But wait…was that all? That was all what was inside of her! She felt hostile towards the thing that was growing inside. No! That could not be her child. It was like the aliens that she had … Continue reading


“I had to reach the hostel before the rains,” he thought to himself as he picked up his pace. Partha could see the outline of the hostel gates from a distance. The moist air had relinquished the last stain of starch from his shirt. Jeth was in its final lag and with it the pre-monsoon … Continue reading

The patriot

The sun was already up when he opened the window of his two-roomed house. He had just woken up from his sleep. It was the wee hours of that warm August morning when everyone was still in bed. It was a holiday for them after all. Which meant that there would be no school that day, … Continue reading


” No I ain’t going anywhere. This is my house and I shall not leave.” She screamed at the top of her voice. Her own self was misleading her today. At the same time she wasn’t sure as to who was it that was speaking out for her. Her husband walked towards her, taken aback … Continue reading


It was a single stem, around 5 inches long. Her father would get it for her during Bihu. The flower is ubiquitous in this part of the country. For the locals, it is a symbol of love, of virility, of merriment. The dancers adorn their hair with this special pink or purple spotted white flowers. Her sensuality, … Continue reading


He joined yesterday. He would be on training for the next few months. That meant a lot of load off her shoulders. She had to single- handedly manage her department as of then. There was a shortage of staff at her workplace. She thanked the Lord for this new entrant. And so together they started … Continue reading


The day before the wedding is when the people  from his family come over to her place and decorate her with jewellery and robes that they bring along. Not that the bride is any the less less glittery dressed. But this entire ritual is symbolic you see. That she has to embrace new people in her … Continue reading

to start

It has been a long time since I wrote. I have decided to start again. There has been too much yearning for profit the past two years. A profit I have naturally imbibed through the profession I was following. It is time I look up to that facet of my life which gives me versatility, … Continue reading