Everyone was happy when the Thief died. It was the postman who had found her, sitting in her armchair behind the unlatched main door,…

The black canoe cut a silken path through the shallows. A fortuitous breeze covered the frail sliver of a moon, plunging the sea into…

When Guddu the constable swings his lathi[1], he imagines revenge against his violent, merciless father. In his hands, it becomes more than a four-foot…