The bleak, rickety kothri was obliviously untrodden for decades but not cursed to eternal sleep. You awaken the stiff, creaky door from years of mundane rest. The cobwebs on the pale yellowish wall are dimly visible. Thick layers of dust…

Minoti hated her name. So old fashioned and back dated. Her annoyance with her parents for not having a spine to stand up to her grandparents when they named her so. ‘A prayer or was it supplication?’  The servility of…

This is the tale of a city long lost to the pages of history, the tongue once spoken by its people now perhaps lies buried somewhere beneath an inconsequential hill, etched into some withered fossil lips that whisper into the…

‘Darling, are you ready? We are getting late!’ I holler at Bhavna as I walk towards our bedroom. It is the twenty-fifth anniversary of our wedding, and you do not keep guests waiting on a night like this. They must…