SHORELINE • by RK Biswas
The wind blew in from the ocean. It bit and stung all that were in its way. The thin man’s nipples pushed up through his rough cotton shirt. His face was pinched beneath his beard’s wiry bush. But his hair… Continue Reading
The wind blew in from the ocean. It bit and stung all that were in its way. The thin man’s nipples pushed up through his rough cotton shirt. His face was pinched beneath his beard’s wiry bush. But his hair… Continue Reading
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 he’ll like. It’s a new… Continue Reading
“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 twisted around to… Continue Reading
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.… Continue Reading
“Mummy! Don’t come near me!” shrieked Greta. The whites around her bloodshot eyes gleamed in the moonlight. Her hair was a tangle of golden knots. She faced me, fists clenched. Her neck was lowered like a bull ready to charge.… Continue Reading
“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 lipstick and bottle of maroon nail… Continue Reading
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 love to sit in… Continue Reading