Little Nirmal sat on the wooden veranda, nursing a stinging palm and a bruised sense of justice. It was a grievance common to childhood,…
The dust in the drawing room of the Basu household never quite settled, but on that fateful afternoon the Higher Secondary results were announced,…
The sun over North Bihar had a way of flattening everything into dull, dusty ochre, and the courtyard of the Rajendra Memorial High School…
One must be somewhat mad to leave home at half-past four in the morning, but such are the demands of a working life in…
