There are no stories in anyone’s recollection of the words I have swallowed and the things I watched go down in those three bedrooms, while I played on that cold tile floor or across that dark wooden dining room.
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I might have answers
About Sundays. Ask me again, what my city looks like on Sunday afternoons; middays, in midweek. Ask me about the … More
Alien
Imagine you are stranded on a different planet.On this planet, you are a what not a who. On this planet, … More
Sideways into the green
3 Mothers Days back, she was still alive. I was still here, looking at a grey zone of emptiness wondering … More
Durga Pujo 2020
The Devi is made of pure anger and maybe some token tough love. She has a lion. I have a … More
Cities that called me #1
Calcutta is my family. With all its flaws, it is still home and still comforting; and in a weird way, … More
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