Dream catcher
The hardest thing to catch really is a feeling. And yet, why must it be caught, why not just let...
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Category: Letters from 86Q
The offering
The flames lunged up, their ends tapering, blowing, dancing, impatient and in a rush to catch the...
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The girl called Rhino
A wail rose up in the calm late afternoon air. The tail end of it came stalking into the room with...
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Just like Uttam Kumar
“Again! Do it again!” chanted the children. The old man shook his head in a slow sort of way and...
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Sunlight through the shutters
She hadn’t seen it coming, she hadn’t even slightly considered the possibility…...
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Nolen gur, balaclava, and bombs
“If you don’t want a child, just use Nirodh!” said the ten year old. “Nirodh!” there was awe and...
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Fifth day of spring
The idols were lined up on the narrow ledge under the tall windows in the corner room. The ledge...
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Five feet of the snake
“Unpalatable to the Lord of Death! Forerunner of the monkeys!! You’ve seen five feet of the...
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The decision
They started cutting the house the day after Holi, so that they could finish before the monsoon...
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Jagged light
Shorojabala combed her long dark tresses slowly. The Jaba Kusum Hair Oil that had come with the...
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Revolution a story
The tiny dark man in spotless white dhoti and panjabi – in Bengal, the kurta has been called that...
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