Nazia slowly walked into Petersfriedhof cemetery conscious of her surroundings and closely looking at everybody who walked past her. She was thinking about the last time she was here, 24 years ago to get her aunt buried. There were lesser people then and most of them brought their loved ones to be buried, the mood... Continue Reading →

Calcutta – 1977 – Bally Junction Police Station. Never before had Mihir seen Calcutta rain like this, piercing like needles falling from the sky as he walked braving the strong winds that came along. He was carrying his promotion letter and did not even bother to keep it in his bag. The envelope felt like... Continue Reading →

Brian parked his car and read the report again; the mental hospital where he has been a visiting doctor for more than 15 years had been rated as the worst mental hospital in the country. ‘Another piece of shoddy research or just brazen politics’…he thought to himself. He could think of dozens of hospitals in... Continue Reading →

He was everything to me. Every day he would leave in the morning and came home at dusk and I would be waiting for him. He had a spring in his step every time he saw me and it made me feel so special. I lost track of time since I started living with him... Continue Reading →

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