He screamed, “ de do, jisko lena hai, le jaye!” That was my great grand father, Shri Arup Chandra Roy, puffing away his cigar and
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The Tin Trunks
“Ma, today my school bag is very heavy.” cried Gayatri. “Why do you carry all your books every day, look at your elder brother, how
When a Tree Falls
‘How very sad the fall of a tree that even the eyes of the dead should fill with tears!’ It all began when he felled
The Trunk Boy
Shashi was greatly relieved to find his name in the list on the notice board of his college. He had finally qualified for the engineering
Footsteps in a Trunk
“A father-son relationship is fairly complicated,” The audience laughed at his casual yet comical expression. “A father’s love is like neem oil, good for health
The Mysterious Trunk
Naina trudged up the staircase unwillingly. Why did she have to break that vase? Now she had to pay for it by going to the
Justice Delivered!
It was a full moon night. Dinu sat huddled in the midst of the vast sugarcane fields keeping an eye around. *** A loud cry
Trunk Call From the Land of the Queen
Alice dipped her Khari biscuit in the teacup. She willed her shaky hands to retrieve the Khari before it disintegrated into innumerable diaphanous sheets. Her
The Gratitude Trunk
Naomi , reached her ailing grandmother ‘s house in Warsaw. Caroline, her grandmother wanted to share some secret which she had never shared with her.
Her Stance on Life
Which items would you pick to tell the story of someone’s life? A wedding ring, a bible, or a trunk? Let’s open Emma’s memory box
A Wordy Quest
“Will you marry me, Princess Myra of Arcdale?” Prince Allen of Lindenvale had gone down on his knees with a beautiful red rose. She glowered
The Jackpot
The customized Mercedes’ wheels skid, marking the tarmac when the driver accelerates towards the exit and the bodyguards look on in a rare moment of
Jettisoned Destiny
There was panic at Azad Nagar subway station. A trunk had been found abandoned on the tracks, in the wee hours of the morning. An
Just a Little Love
Where did it go? A few sheets of paper have disappeared into thin air. Aha…that’s Soniya’s pink frock! The frills are still frothy and effervescent,
Favorite Things
Today was her birthday. The kids had rushed to school, busy with their assignments. Her in-laws, courteous as ever, had retired to their rooms after
The Trunk of Debts
Arjuna was sitting near the stream, his face contorted with miserable, helpless rage. Here the six of them were struggling in the wilderness. In Hastinapur,
Letters Beyond Borders
Cheryl scrutinised the book cover. her fingers lingered on the laminated picture of a trunk overflowing with faded letters while she reminisced… 18th March 1981
The Priceless Trunk
I tugged my bag under and stretched myself on the cushion seat of the Rajdhani express that I boarded from Mumbai Central to Delhi. The
Purple Wait
I don’t remember the number of times I would have visited the division office in the last 24 years. But the day I walked out
A Trunkful of Hope
Harshita arranged her clothes, towels, bedsheets in the trunk and was surprised to see that it could accommodate many more clothes. She stood there appreciating