The pub was not crowded, usually pubs in this area are not crowded on weekdays, being a Wednesday it was thus relatively empty with only a handful of people scattered all over. Preeti entered the pub carefully. She had come to this part of the city for the first time. She was wearing a short … Continue reading When She Bled
These days I have become a huge fan of Pocket Films or Terribly Tiny Talkies. Whenever I get time I watch them. Yesterday I came across this short film by Aniket Mitra called The Paper Boy. I have not seen such a poignant tale in a very long time. This dialogue-less black and white movie … Continue reading The Paper Boy- Review
What compels a traditional conservative Indian woman to cheat on her husband.
Disclaimer: This is a play written using both English and Bengali in Roman script. The protagonists of the play always talk to each other using the internet in Roman script the way millions of new age Bongs do. Deliberately no translation is provided. Ekti Na-Premer Galpo “Prahar sesher aloy ranga sedin chaitramas...tomar chokhe dekhechilem amar … Continue reading Not Love Story
Urmila is eagerly waiting for tomorrow. Her excitement is making it difficult for her to fall asleep. She is constantly tossing and turning on her bed and thinking about Rohan. Urmila have seen photographs of Rohan, plenty of them. She also interacts with Rohan through skype daily. In last two years, Rohan have become a … Continue reading Awaiting Tomorrow
Jolden Tobden, the name always amused Kuhu. She found it funnily rhyming. Like many other students in her class Kuhu also often made fun of Jolden for his Chinese eyes, almost non-existent nose and tiny ears. The entire class used to call him ‘chinky’. Even the teachers often made fun of him. Jolden never mingled … Continue reading Call of the Homeland
“I want to spend the rest of my life with you” said Trina “WHAT!!! Why?”- asked Himu in a surprised tone “Just like that” said Trina “What?? Just like that!” said Himu “Because I like being with you” said Trina “Why do you like being with me?” asked Himu “Because, I can be myself when … Continue reading An Endless Night Sky
Shrabani looked closely at the photograph. Tears ran down her cheeks and she stood there like a statue. Shrabani was scared to admit to herself that her worst fear had come true.