Everyone who passed by their house wished it was theirs. A bougainvillea tree heavy with flowers formed a canopy at the entrance. Under the
As he looked out of the open door his eyes fell on the empty glass. A lone straw sticking out of it, it
She stood still and gazed out at the placid waters of the river, her mood contemplative. Waiting by the river her thoughts took her back
The tree stood bang in the centre of the cemetery, and similar ones flanked it on all four sides. The fresh green of
Shobha’s gloved hands pulled the stole wrapped around her face tighter, to shield it from the sun. Looking down at the magnificent arena that
This aircraft had crashed on this beach exactly 25 years ago. The souls of the 300+ people who perished, burnt to death trapped inside,
Rajiv stood by his office window which showcased his favourite city. He looked down at the paper in his hand. The most awaited letter
‘To have and to hold’ ‘To have and to hold’ ‘From this day forward’ ‘From this day forward’ ‘For better, for worse’
‘It’s an abandoned temple. Spirits live there now.’ ‘Even birds don’t fly there.’ ‘It’s a bhoot bangla (house of ghosts) no one even goes
Nervous giggles interspersed with bouts of laughter punctured the calm and cool mountain air. The five of them made their way forward, tottering nervously