Shombhu always intrigued Tani. His balcony that overlooked the streets was diagonally opposite Granny’s drawing room. Every time Tani visited Granny, she would see him perambulating the narrow stretch of space gesturing animatedly and constantly talking. However, his conversations were always with someone who was only visible to him. Everyone in their neighbourhood knew him as ‘Mad Shombhu’. But Tani thought otherwise. He was a tall, fair, and handsome man of about 40-45 years of age. A thick mop of curly white hair and a salt and pepper stubble gave…
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The Final Farewell
The sky had adorned an unpleasant bleakness. Probal stared at it listlessly. Its pale yellowness weighed heavily on him and pulled him into depths of desolation. Dusk always saddened Probal. It was the time for goodbyes when life slowed down to rest. When the birds flapped their wings wearily towards their nests, Probal knew it was time. The sky would now be sheathed in the black cloak of night and the houses in their colony would light up their slit-like windows with the low powered yellow bulbs plunging Probal’s world…
The Awakening
Uma lay still on her bed staring into the darkness. She had the same dream once again. The medicines had stopped the nervous attacks but they could not stop the pain from jabbing at her heart every time. She got out of bed, wrapped a shawl around her shoulders, and moved to the small balcony attached to her room. It was a small but cosy room with a mid-size bed, a small sitting area before a fireplace and an attached bathroom. She didn’t need anything more than this. Uma stood…
