The Night at the Cottage

My mind had gone totally blank, like a baby drowning in a pond. Out of instinct, I ran towards her and snatched her out of the bed. She was limp, in a semiconscious state, murmuring something which I couldn’t understand. I had to carry her on my shoulders. The shadow let out a shriek which felt as if it pierced my ears. I was about to pass out from the pain but I didn’t. I knew I couldn’t not give up till I took her to safety.

Echoes from the East – Part 3

Now she realized why Dad had many files, and documents including photographs removed from his homes and offices, long before the trouble started brewing. It was when he had refused an influential minister’s donation for election funds that he was hit by a premonition of what might happen. But it was a blind lane for him. Had he parted with such a large amount, his businesses would have been in doldrums and he would have ended up in jail anyway, for not being able to pay back his debts.

Echoes from the East – Part 2

“How can I help being anxious, Tom? Particularly so for Mom, who’s all alone now”.
Tom took June’s hand in his palm, “I’ll handle the matter. Mom will be fine”. He was about to say something more, when it started drizzling. Hand in hand, both of them ran towards the portico of Jonardan Bose’s palatial mansion to take shelter from the rain.

Kolkata South Dhobikhana: The unknown colonial legacy

They deliver the cleaned and dried clothes by motorbikes and by even hand pulled rickshaws. Even if they provide a quality services still, they are almost half the price of the modern laundry service. The South Dhobikhana of Kolkata, that is a Britisher’s legacy, is still maintaining it’s service quality but with simple and traditional methodologies.