A slight drizzle fell over Kolkata, casting the city in a humid haze as Sudeep walked past the narrow alleyways of College Street. Bookstores lined the street like forgotten relics of an older time, their wooden shelves brimming with worn-out novels, some stacked on the pavement for display. On days like this, when the burdenContinue reading “Your Life”
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Haridham’s Harmonica
In the heart of an unknown state, nestled between ancient banyan trees and fields of mustard that turned gold each winter, lay the sleepy town of Haridham—a place where time clung to the walls like the soot from incense, and gossip travelled faster than the morning Azaan. It was the kind of place where everyoneContinue reading “Haridham’s Harmonica”
The Disappearance of Arvind Mathur
It began on an unremarkable Monday morning. Aditi called, but Arvind didn’t pick up. She assumed he was busy, perhaps immersed in his music or lost in a strange book. By evening, when Nikhil texted and received no reply, mild concern set in. Anjali, ever perceptive, called Aditi. “Have you heard from Arvind today?” “No.Continue reading “The Disappearance of Arvind Mathur”
The Second Wife
The first time he spotted her, she stood beneath the archway on the Rue de Rivoli, the Eiffel Tower outlined in the dimming Parisian twilight behind her. At first glance, she didn’t seem remarkable, but there was something about her posture—graceful yet elusive—that caught his attention. When their gazes locked, a spark ignited in hisContinue reading “The Second Wife”
The Stranger
It started like any ordinary day. He woke up to the gentle light of dawn streaming through the curtains, the warmth of her body curled against his. For a brief moment, he felt a sense of tranquility, as if everything in life was perfectly aligned—just as it ought to be. But when he opened hisContinue reading “The Stranger”
That Girl in the Black Dress
Evenings were always the hardest. As he sat alone in his studio apartment he kept staring aimlessly at the blank wall in front of him. There used to be a lovely Monet reproduction hanging there along with a reprint of Rick’s Cafe. Nina Simone was singing My Baby Just Cares For Me on his batteredContinue reading “That Girl in the Black Dress”
Absent Echoes
The Disappearance Rishi Mukherjee was a man most people overlooked. A middle-aged, soft-spoken man with graying hair and a slight stoop, he moved through life like a shadow. To his wife Anuradha, he was dependable but dull. To his teenage son Rahul, he was strict, a relic of a generation that didn’t understand modern life.Continue reading “Absent Echoes”
The Shadows of Time
It had been two weeks since Arjun left the city behind. He had come to the hills with one purpose: to escape the crushing weight of writer’s block, that invisible force that made his mind feel like a dry well. His bungalow was perched on a hill, far enough from the town to guarantee solitudeContinue reading “The Shadows of Time”
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