Shakuntala was holding her mother’s hand and was moving in the crowded fair which was set up in a village far away from hers. …

Raav was tired of men and women. He was weary of his own family; he was disturbed by human presence.  Each morning he was…

[This story originally appeared in Issue 28 of Tigershark magazine- The Festive Season, December 2020] Become who you are Part 1 Growing up,…

I just came across this, one of my random thoughts, written several years ago.  I suppose it got lost in my secure filing in…

Dropsy faces thrust out of the windows. The buses were jam-packed. Crowds of people walked alongside the inching traffic towards the Howrah Station. The…