Prayers “No one can hear you, speak louder,” roared Katashi as he slammed his cup on the low table, spilling tea on the wooden surface.
Author: Jumi Das
A sales and marketing professional, Jumi lives in Mumbai. She loves reading books, mostly fiction. Occasionally, she dabbles in poetry.
The Wait is Not Over
Frida Kahlo – “I drank to drown my sorrows, but the darned things learned how to swim.” Nayantara looks at the message on her phone
The River and the Girl
The moon looked down on the earth and cried. The birds turned in their sleep, and their nests rustled. They dreamt that a little girl