The Ghastly Ghost Stories

window.dataLayer = window.dataLayer || []; function gtag(){dataLayer.push(arguments);} gtag('js', new Date()); gtag('config', 'UA-98221492-1'); I was never cool… not even as a child. To add further to my un-coolness, I was shit scared of ghosts. We Bengalis have so many species of ghosts that you are bound to encounter at least one of them in your childhood,... Continue Reading →

A Dilemma…

It was an unusually cold evening when Shonali was sitting cocooned in her Grandfather’s giant chair and contemplating the impossible decision she had to make. She was covered from head to toe with her favorite crocheted woolen quilt Even though she was overdressed with warm clothes, woolen beanie and a muffler; she was sitting in... Continue Reading →

Love… why art thou so strange?

Once upon a time, in a land not very far away, there lived a prolific writer who was so prolific that everything she wrote made sense and was loved by millions. She had words for every situation, no matter how grave or happy the occasion was, she was ready with her quill and parchment and... Continue Reading →

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