The Chronicle of Concurrent Anniversaries
March, 2022. My wife turning off the rotating fan is the only alarm that can wake me up. While my login hours begin at nine in the morning, my punctual…
March, 2022. My wife turning off the rotating fan is the only alarm that can wake me up. While my login hours begin at nine in the morning, my punctual…
The waterfalls cascaded from the crest snaked through the bosom of the surrounding highlands and merged into the pristine creek. A breathtaking, ideal setting to dive into the vows of…
“My wedding anniversary is next week. I don’t know what to get Siya,” Rohan confessed. “What did you get her for your first anniversary?” inquired Vicky, his best friend. “Roses…
I glanced at my watch. 8.00 p.m. The guests will be here soon. It has been a spectacular day. I woke up to a bouquet of orchids lying on my…
Sikdarpur, Pre-partiton Bengal Bibhuti huffed as he trudged through Sikdarpur’s clammy paths with three fresh hilsas* in his hand. He passed the lush paddy fields, whose harvest had tasted their farmers’ sweat…
The private garden of Rama and Sita, the king and queen of Ayodhya, was awash with the scent of spring blossoms. The purple hued passion-flower, with its hairy, tendril-like petals hung…
While there was no dearth of dispiriting news floating around these days, this was one unexpected blow! How deeply I was mourning the passing of my former school headmistress, even…
Sir Oliver Vincent Hogarth III let out a gratified sigh as his pudgy hands twirled his non-existent goatee. A forty something Sir Oliver Vincent Hogarth III, one hundred eighty-third in…
Standing in front of the mirror, Aakash was adjusting the collar of his shirt, when the doorbell buzzed. 'Who could it be at this time?' Aakash muttered as he opened…
Can a dead person come back as a ghost and a zombie, both? I wandered listlessly up and down my suburban, two-floored home. Mum had been crying constantly for five…