Category: Short Story

raped tears of salgi

In a dark room of Kanpur where the sun rays hardly show any mercy, from the east-facing window pane creeps in slowly the feeling of daybreak. In the dim light,…
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the colonel’s horse

The colonel had an immense love for his wife. Who wouldn’t love one’s young wife after getting hitched at an old age? But that love of a forty-five year old…
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putali: armor of war

My sister, Putali, was twelve years old. The childish tints in her hadn’t faded yet. She danced around like a butterfly. She was playful. Everyday she teased me and said,…
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