Author Archives: Manu

The Alathur Yakshi: Part 2

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Read the 1st part of The Alathur Yakshi before you to get down to this story. Click here for the First Part. Long ago a man went to a festival in a distant village. It was late night when the temple closed and he decided to return. As he was walking back along a deserted road in the darkness, he was stopped by a figure who asked him for a matchbox to light a beedi. He gave it to him. When … Continue reading

The Alathur Yakshi – Part 1

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Almost all my students have already heard this story in bits and crumbs. I always refused to go into detail even when they press me hard. Well, here’s what happened that night. “Mashe, you’re lying! We know you haven’t seen any ghost. Rubbish! No sane man would believe your tale.” For a moment, I didn’t speak but read his nervous face with the serene eyes of an old sage. Then I sighed deeply. I put my arm on his shoulder. … Continue reading

An Apology to my Father-in-Law

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The Berlin wall has fallen, the Iron curtain has been lifted, but the one between Babu maman and I will never crumble down, I fear. Incidentally, the former happens to be my father-in-law. Well, Babu uncle drinks very rarely. In fact he finds more pleasure in stashing away bottles his friends gift him rather than in emptying them. But once in every eight months, as he was some comet his previous life, he makes a return to his vault, pats … Continue reading

A Nightmare on a Cremation Ground

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Statutory warning: There are no ghosts in this story. But I met a man who wanted to take me to the edge of my known world. “We call it a grain of sand But it calls itself neither grain nor sand” – Wislawa Szymborska Twelve years ago a morning, I was scouring the city in my bike for a potential prey. My deadline was fast coming; I must submit a story for the column, ‘Face in the Crowd,’ in the … Continue reading