It was a Friday afternoon in January. The widespread Neem with several sturdy and innumerable small branches made the atmosphere cool. A couple of dogs growled and fought in the street nearby. From his thatch-roofed sundry shop,Venu watched Naga, Subbu, and Raman who stood in front of the shop talking tirelessly, full of energy. Venu never talked or looked at the stout Naga ever since he had called him “Cat eyed stupid lame!” a couple of years back when they’d had a bitter tiff. He had struck him on his head with his crutch. Watching them, he wondered how cheerful those boys were, all seventeen, about two years younger than he was. Seated at one end of the bench, old man Chari, his forehead marked with a red vertical holy line from the bridge of his nose, and the thread across his torso, with ‘The Hindu’ spread out…
In one of the historical markets of Old Delhi is a road; often touted as the busiest and the most dangerous one in the…
In Laajpur, a notorious town on the outskirts of Delhi, strange things were happening. The events had baffled everyone. Initially, some had dismissed it…
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…
‘’Deceit: Comrade of Lust, Lust: Adversary of Love’’ ——– Soham Paul ~ 4:00 pm. The rain was persistent. It was twanging on the…
It was late at night. Suddenly, I felt a sharp pain in my back. The pain seemed to be crawling surreptitiously towards my distended…
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FADE IN: EXT. TERRACE- NIGHT. Bhupesh, a 26 six year old, be-speckled man, blows rings of smoke into the air. He is leaning…
