i) (FIRE) Of warm soot that sets the bed of your passing, of the celerity of your crackling stride — of your sauntering footsteps synchronised with every heartbeat you touch. The crimson that melts into the orange, the caress that sets ablaze an entire kingdom; I call for thee in … Continue Reading
Someday, I Believe
(This story is a work of fiction, set against the backdrop of a village in Maharashtra.)
Today was just another day in the monotonous passage of my life. I woke up to an argument between my father and the three women he’d brought home last week. My father is … Continue Reading