The Blue Curtains

The blue curtains arrived on a Friday afternoon. The delivery man handed the package to Meera, scribbled something on a piece of paper, and disappeared down the stairs before she could fully unfold the fabric. She stood in the living room for several minutes. The colour was lighter than she had expected. While Meera was …

The Hour of Happiness

Shreya was already regretting the precious Sunday she had sacrificed to attend her cousin's wedding reception. Cousin was perhaps a generous word; she had met him only a handful of times and knew very little about him. Still, here she was, dressed in an outfit she had spent far too long choosing, sitting at a …

The Overbridge

Pic credit: Anirban Bagui “Taratari hato, Reema (Walk faster, Reema). The 11:20 local won’t wait for you.” Baba didn’t look back. He never did. Missing a train was almost a moral failure in the Banerjee household. I followed him toward Konnagar station. The overbridge rose ahead- tall, grey, and mostly ignored. Konnagar is a small …

13 Days To Bloom

Preeti had taken up gardening during the early days of the pandemic—a quiet hobby that slowly became a deep passion. Nurturing plants brought her peace amid the growing uncertainty, a sense of control, and something beautiful to care for. Everyone was either baking, binge-watching, or having existential crises. Preeti was taking care of these little …

Beneath The Banter

The silence in the conference room was thick, and the tension almost tangible. Sahil cleared his throat, drawing all eyes to him. “You know what’s worse than waiting for coffee from the machine?” he asked, looking around. A few heads tilted in curiosity. “Waiting for a reply to an email marked urgent, only to get …

Part 26: Zeal for Their Bond

Kasturi’s heart raced as she listened to Shanaya. “M. Ray’s book launch is at 2 PM, the day after tomorrow, at Connaught Place. It’s a public event, and she’ll be discussing her latest novel, Kassy’s Tale,” Shanaya informed her. “Thank you so much,” Kasturi replied, her voice trembling. Later that evening, Kasturi placed another call, …

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