Category Archives: Meghe dhaka tara

Rage, rage against the dying of the light

“That girl, your friend’s niece, she got married?” It was a really random question I asked my mother. We were finishing dinner, she and I. The children had already eaten, I could hear a music based reality show on the … Continue reading

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My Silent Brother

Bhai didn’t speak to me for 11 years. From 1984 to 1995. It was very hurtful but we got used to communicating by not communicating. We were in the same school, same bus-stand, school bus. Even when we went to … Continue reading

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