Only the bare outline of this story forms the actual incident. The thoughts and actions of people in crisis in this story are imagined. What else can I do? I have no other way to depict them because I was in deep sleep when everything happened. All I remember is waking up to my wife’s noisy breathing, and her face blazing in the darkness with anger as she announced to me that I’d become a father. And she was not … Continue reading
The doctor tore a piece of paper from his notepad, squeezed it tightly into a ball, and gave it to me. “Eat it!” “!!!” “Eat it!” “Eat what!” I mumbled. “Eat it!” “This!!!” “Eat it!” I collected the ball from his hand. How could one eat paper! Just then the doctor’s wife called him from inside. “I’ll be back in a minute Manu.” He vanished into his home through a small door that opened at the far end of the … Continue reading
Dumb, all my life! Blame my parents for not giving me proper education at the right time. Blame my schoolmates who enlightened me with every other aspect about the opposite sex except its bloody side. I grew up as a nincompoop. Who would’ve imagined such terrible things were happening to the poor girls around me! My cousins, friends, aunts and neighbours. The first time it came my way, I was 13, playing with my cousin. I could’ve missed some crucial … Continue reading
“NO…” Dev sir couldn’t understand why I was fighting tooth and nail against his plan to whip up support for me from the students. “Manu,” he said innocently, “I only want to help you. We must teach those nurses a lesson.” I screamed: “NO.” I was almost in tears. He shook his head in disappointment, still pinning me down to the bed with his muscular arms. From childhood onwards my heart has been bleeding for poor nurses. Not a whimper … Continue reading
