*Aabha*

I have a man in my life – a man about whom I rarely speak of but he is never away from my thoughts. A man who isn’t part of my social world, but my existence is incomplete without him. A man I...

*The City Bride*

“Daadi, where is Rani?” 17 year old Mishti, in her worn-out lehenga choli and unkempt, but soft brown hair inquired after her friend. The old woman, sat squatting on her heels next to a large pile...