ROOM Dark Seven…. Yes, Seven. Next… Next… I think… Eight. What the heck? Read. Why is it all dark? Had there been a power cut off? Why is it so damn silent? Fuck! so cold. Where am I? Somethings not right. Nothings’ wrong. It’s just a damn dream. Dark. Blackness wrapped every bits of the…
Kabya
Kabya The Girl at the grave I believe, the skies don’t get cloudy, the air doesn’t feel light and the time never stops but as if your heart calms itself and you start to daydream her smile every moment. ‘Aai, I don’t want to go,’ She clenched my wrist, those dried-wizened fingers wrapped bruising my…
What if??
What if Sir Thomas Alva Edison was Indian. Thomas Alva Edison the world renowned inventor, was born in Calcutta on February 11, 1847, titled as Lakhidhar Gogoi. Born and brought up in poverty, Lakhidhar showed keen interest in science since his early days. With his parent barely earning enough to afford their daily meals, He…
ACT
DISGRACE Saturday evening, Starbucks suffocated with people as usual. Had they been standing for few more minutes, might have killed each other for a coffee. A gloomy elder, in a perfect suit and a shiny black shoe enjoyed his shake, besides me. Probably vanilla. He hit the table hard with both of his hands and…
Grey Clouds (The End)
FINAL PART : WAS HE WRONG?? 1 Heavensburnt red, as the sky melts down on the cold waves; flickers masked the vibrating air. ‘I should help. Help! Whom? How?’ ‘It’s okay. It’s just our fate. Don’t cry.’ Why am I here? I… I want to go home. Where am I? ‘Calm down! Boy.’ ‘There’s nothing…
Grey Clouds (Part Two)
PART TWO: ENERGY Abduct Jan 1st, 1995. ‘Miss Neelima… Are you there?… Ma’am.’ Aai let them in. Two huge hunks marched in, one could x-ray the shredded body through those tight black suits; shiny golden wristwatch complimented their leather shoes. ‘Have a seat,’ Aai cleaned the one chair we had. Of course, they didn’t care;…
Grey Clouds (The Beginning)
PART ONE: RECOLLECTION Flushed Present Day, Jan 2020. Headlights flashed the front door- brown, oxidized. A smile mended my lazy face; hands laid on the cold metal handle. I rested my flushed eyes. Fingers scratched the ground. Cold! I felt the frozen veins in my muscles, the intense artic wind rustling through my barren face….
TALKS
21st August, 2019. North Lakhimpur, Assam. ‘Fill-up this form please,’ Sneha said; she sat on the other side of the glass table wearing a white Kurti. Why is she wearing all white? It isn’t a funeral. I looked around; the room washed in azure blue, pink plastic roses blossomed with dust at each edges. It…
STAIRS
Nine. My wrist watch never failed me with bad times. After climbing those dreadful thousand stairs, I stood there in my corridor, rested my limbs. Walking up fifty stairs… turning yourself to take another fifty, until you get your door. It sucks. The bulb was scintillating. Those manipulative pair- my neighbor. I wonder they have…
15
I jolted awake, it’s raining- monsoon was not the season we waited every year. Father earned our dinner, fixing the gates of heavens on the roof was too much to ask. I looked at the clock, that poor soul peeled off naked…hands aged enough. Poverty. It was nine and mother was wailing in the other…
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