HEY CROW! • by Rumjhum Biswas
Do you know anybody who likes crows? Of course not! I knew you’d say no! How can anyone ever like a crow! Those birds are just too ugly and way too clever for their own good. Just look at them. They...
View ArticleBENEATH THE SHADE OF COCONUT TREES • by Rumjhum Biswas
“Ratho Babu is coming! Ratho Babu is coming!” yelled Suhash, jumping up and down. His bare feet kicked dust and his brown eyes sparkled. The mop of rusty dry hair on his head flapped as he urgently...
View ArticleBREAKFAST FOR TWO • by Rumjhum Biswas
She’s brewed a pot of Darjeeling. No tea bags today. She’s cooked an omelet with six eggs and two kinds of cheeses, creating a creamy blue and yellow striated, slightly pungent centre that she hopes...
View ArticleFILIAL TIES • by Rumjhum Biswas
She’s gone off again to dig into the food that I saw first. She always does this. Sometimes I wish she’d buzz off someplace else. She could just pop into those huge machines these flat-eyed behemoths...
View ArticlePREPARING FOR SHALU’S WEDDING • by Rumjhum Biswas
“Bhaiya! Bhaiya! Where are you?” Shalu is breathless. She wants him to see her bangles. She wants him to admire her wedding sari, the gold earrings and necklace; her shiny new slippers. The red...
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