Evening Rush at MamuraThe train pulls into the crowded metro station on a Sunday evening, somewhere in Noida. The doors open with a hiss and a stream of…Apr 23, 2022Apr 23, 2022
No Love from Russia‘Boom!’ An explosion close to home. The apartment rattled, like it had done so many times these past few days. Russia had decided to…Apr 9, 2022Apr 9, 2022
NothingCan one write about nothing? But how? Anything can only be communicated using things. Everything is a thing. Anything that can be thought…Mar 6, 2022Mar 6, 2022
Girl On The RoofThe wind rustled through her hair, creating chasms of yellow light from the setting sun between the strands. She looked serene, her eyes…Mar 5, 2022Mar 5, 2022
The Red Riverbed‘Stop or I will shoot!’ shouted SI Pawan Mishra. Noshu looked back over his shoulder but continued to run through the maize field, weaving…Jan 22, 2022Jan 22, 2022
3 times we metMummy was instructing the sweeper boy to clean my newly allotted hostel room. I was sitting on the bed brooding. All admission formalities…Jan 8, 2022Jan 8, 2022
Black CoffeeEver been to one of those urban coffee shops where the prices are high and the menus seem to be written in Mandarin? They seem to have come…Jan 3, 2022Jan 3, 2022
Live Blissfully, EndlesslySuch a bold assertion. A promise of eternal happiness. Sign me up today. But how does one get it? Maybe a pill. Or a saint’s blessing…Jan 1, 2022Jan 1, 2022
