According to Hindu mythology, the Nyctanthes arbor-tristis, commonly known as the Night-flowering Jasmine, or Shiuli in Bengali, first appeared as a result of Samudra Manthan, the churning of the milky ocean. Even the Gods couldn't resist themselves on seeing its ethereal beauty. Lord Krishna battled the King of Gods, Lord Indra, to win over the … Continue reading Why Shiuli?
He looked at the bruises covering his body and sighed, a slight moan escaping his dry lips, as he limped his way along the deserted sidewalk. He would never have imagined that such a simple activity like walking could feel so tiresome if it weren't for today. He carried on, albeit slowly, dragging his right … Continue reading As luck would have it.
The Idea: Ritu falls in love at the most inopportune time - after marriage. And to make matters worse - it isn't with her husband. Eager to escape her hell like home, where her father abused her mother but constantly got away with it, the small-town girl marries a big-city guy and settles in the … Continue reading The Other Guy : My entry for the Get Published Contest
It all started on a cold January afternoon while I was returning from college, hands in pocket and satchel on back, hurrying to cross the deserted alleyway. It was then I felt those eyes on me, roving over my body and boring into my back, penetrating the many layers of clothing to reach my heart … Continue reading Kidnapped.
Ritu was sitting in front of the dresser, carefully applying polish to her manicured nails, when she heard the door bell ring. Startled by the sudden noise in the middle of the afternoon, she upset the box of polish which fell on the floor, smearing the tiles in pastel shades, sound of breaking glass echoing … Continue reading She did It!
It's funny that you are asking me who am I because you have met me so many times but hardly ever made an effort to notice or recognize me. I am the girl you bullied at school, calling me names and making fun of me in public, taking advantage of your being a boy just … Continue reading Who Am I ?