Lata was pretty – a typical Bengali beauty with round face, big red bindi, big eyes and a lovely smile. Even in her faded, worn-out clothes, she carried herself with dignity. Her husband must be a moron, I thought in
A couple of months ago, we had a tragedy next door. It must have been 9pm when our doorbell rang. Before answering, I peered through the door-phone, and saw two policemen. I was hesitating because I was alone at home
This morning, I woke up with a headache. I hadn’t really figured out the cause when my mobile rang… it was my daughter on a FaceTime call from Canada. She saw my scrunched up face and said she’d call me
