Refuge

The more conscience you’re loaded with, the more painful the journey becomes. Hyenas have a special radar for conscience, because it gives them the means to exploit the ones who possess it. He was a good boy, and he had been visiting the hospital with his sick brother. In his eyes, I saw my own…

Burial

Having abandoned a life of odd striptease, I have finally found the courage to stare square. I have never really spoken about it. I don’t know how men entered my life and I was transformed into shipwreck, aided by their women. Bit by bit, stripping me down, taking pinch after pinch, and laying scratch after…

Depleting Blackness

I looked at my soaked hands at once. It wasn’t rainwater that caused them to be like that, although the tin slate above my head was chattering fearfully and the wind went berserk outside, crying and howling like a woman abandoned by her man. There was a tiny hole on the tin wall through which…

Daadi – Grandma

  by pradipta dutta  (COPYRIGHTS 2017)   “Yes.” She said, as she turned back and smiled at me. I never understood why she always said, things, sometimes, in the middle of the silence – looking at me – while I would be absorbed in some work or some thought. It was as if, she was…