fiction

Bulb of a Wonton Shop

It is enough— Enough to be here, Beneath the bulb of a wonton shop.

Out of Body

I know of my feeble frame of its graying at the edges.

Migratory Animals

migratory animal Are you looking for a home?

FICTION / The plebeians in the twilight

It was the shade of the ashwath that vanquished all one’s weariness from the fiery heat of Choitro. Or else it was not possible for fatigue to be eliminated so quickly.

FICTION / The vanishing Ramanujan

The night after the story got published, Jamal stormed to my home at around 11 PM, drenched in the rain. That was the first and only time Jamal raised his voice against me

Reader Submission / States

"That’s why I have jars of jealousy, anger, sadness, monotony, but this – it’s important."

Love poem for the reflection in the mirror

I will not even begin with the skies

FICTION / At the birth of death

One sits silently. Her eyes blink sometimes. Sometimes her lips tremble a little, or they don’t tremble at all.

FICTION / An interview with Shakchunni

Behind the bangles that jingle ominously in the dark, there is a voice—a voice that has long been silenced

December 26, 2024
December 26, 2024

Bulb of a Wonton Shop

It is enough— Enough to be here, Beneath the bulb of a wonton shop.

December 26, 2024
December 26, 2024

Out of Body

I know of my feeble frame of its graying at the edges.

December 26, 2024
December 26, 2024

Migratory Animals

migratory animal Are you looking for a home?

December 21, 2024
December 21, 2024

The plebeians in the twilight

It was the shade of the ashwath that vanquished all one’s weariness from the fiery heat of Choitro. Or else it was not possible for fatigue to be eliminated so quickly.

November 30, 2024
November 30, 2024

The vanishing Ramanujan

The night after the story got published, Jamal stormed to my home at around 11 PM, drenched in the rain. That was the first and only time Jamal raised his voice against me

November 29, 2024
November 29, 2024

States

"That’s why I have jars of jealousy, anger, sadness, monotony, but this – it’s important."

November 29, 2024
November 29, 2024

Love poem for the reflection in the mirror

I will not even begin with the skies

November 23, 2024
November 23, 2024

At the birth of death

One sits silently. Her eyes blink sometimes. Sometimes her lips tremble a little, or they don’t tremble at all.

November 15, 2024
November 15, 2024

An interview with Shakchunni

Behind the bangles that jingle ominously in the dark, there is a voice—a voice that has long been silenced

November 9, 2024
November 9, 2024

Leave of absence

“Residents usually get 30 days of observation period,” said the man at the reception, “but since it’s a leap year, you get an extra day.