At Baltal, the gateway to the Zoji La in the Kashmir Valley, Sandeep completed his inspection of the integrated smart safety system. Everything checked out—the emergency response protocols were flawless. Turning to the project manager, he offered assurance with quiet confidence, then added a gentle reminder: his two-week leave was due. That evening, he drove back to his quarters and packed his clothes. His flight from Srinagar airport was set for 10:50 a.m. He glanced at the sky, hoping the valley’s notorious fog would not conspire against him. The thought lingered—would the mountains let him go without delay? The last time Sandeep returned to his childhood home in Sainikpuri, Secunderabad, was four years ago—on the occasion of his father’s younger sister Sunanda’s funeral. Her absence still weighed heavily on him. For years, her weekly calls had been his lifeline, filling the silence of distant places with warmth and cheer. Five…
Author: Julian Cribb Publisher: Cambridge University Press. Cambridge, UK. Print length: 218 pp Price: $17.99 Australian journalist Julian Cribb is providing a major service…
Burn the Haystack: Decode Dating, Torch the Duds, And Make Room for Men Who Matter. Written by Jennie Young, PhD. William Morrow, a Division…
“Dada, are you alright?” Pralay enquired, his eyes fixed on the figure of a man lying on his back beside the road. There was…
In our town, known throughout the province as a place of uncommon common knowledge about solving its own problems, was a man known as…
Like in his early days during his undergraduate course in medical science, Anindya was slowly slipping into the darkness again. This was no ordinary…
The dust in the drawing room of the Basu household never quite settled, but on that fateful afternoon the Higher Secondary results were announced,…
“Eureka!” An exclamation of triumph reverberates through the empty library of the Asiatic Society in Park Street. The whitewashed walls glare back in silence,…
The sun over North Bihar had a way of flattening everything into dull, dusty ochre, and the courtyard of the Rajendra Memorial High School…
I live in Anza, California, in the United States, and I have been writing for over 35 years. I have had books “conventionally” published…
