His bleary red eyes still haunt me. It has been 16 years to the day now, but those eyes won’t let me sleep. I was on a holiday that summer with my family. We had spent a month at Bergen and were visiting Paris for a short break before returning home to Delhi. This trip had been long in the planning. Paris, the city of lights, was also the city of our dreams. It was an expensive city, and we had only managed a small bread-and-breakfast room in the poorer part of the city. It was only for a few nights, I told my young son reassuringly. The rooms were clean and didn’t smell musty, the sheets were fresh out of the laundry. The breakfast menu was limited but the food was healthy and filling. On the second day, we did discover why our floor carpets were damp; the shower…
Aruhi wasn’t sure if she heard it right when the class teacher called out her name. She was sure her father had paid the…
“Who’s where?” was a game. Dolly and Bob used to play. It was rather a peculiar game. Theirs was a big house. It took…
He liked his books arranged in a particular order on his small shelf. So when he took out a book from its place, he…
Yuri thought of first visiting the tailor and enquire about his daughter Elena’s dress. He pulled on his old coat over his back even…
That year the monsoon did not arrive on time. There were other years when the monsoon did not arrive on time but that year…
The story of Nan Phu is not a story. That is to say, it is not fiction. It is real because many people, who…
None of us, present in the crematorium was blood-relation of KKK .We believe, the last rituals are to release the departed soul from all…
“Ee…..ya a….rgh….” The trumpet of an angry elephant somewhere, jolted Velu to wake up. He lay dazed a few seconds under his torn blanket.…
