Moving into a new neighborhood wasn’t easy, especially for Meena. She missed her school friends, the familiar rhythm of Kolkata’s streets, and even the annoying sound of the fish vendor yelling under their old window every morning. Khurda Road felt quieter, slower, and, most of all, unfamiliar. Her first day exploring the neighborhood was more …
Part 2: Beginning at Khurda Road
The day the Ghosh family officially moved into their Khurda Road house, it was anything but smooth. With its red-tiled roof and a mango tree swaying in the front yard, the house seemed to breathe with an old-world charm, as if it had stories to tell. Inside, chaos reigned. Boxes lay half-open, furniture sat awkwardly …
The Song Of our Bond- Part 1: A Tale of Two Worlds
The story dates back to 1970, when India was a strange mix of unity and division. The rich diversity of cultures and languages made the country so unique. But on the other hand, there were these silent but strong walls between different communities. One of those divides was between Bengalis and Oriyas. Now, to outsiders, …
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Home-Coming: Where the Ink Still Flows
The year 2105 is finally witnessing what human have manifested or shall I say feared. A strange, surreal mix of dreams and nightmares. Technology had soared to unimaginable heights. Schools no longer had buses; instead, AI-driven pods floated on air cables, picking kids up with mechanical precision. Traffic? Barely a memory. The streets below were …
THE FADING STORIES
There was a soft knock on the door. Tumpa hurriedly left the kitchen to check.“Mitali Di, you’re home early! Everything alright?” she asked, her concern evident. “Hmmm,” Mitali mumbled, avoiding eye contact as she slipped into her room. Tumpa hesitated for a moment but decided not to pry. She sighed and returned to the kitchen …

