This Is Not A Love Story – Part 17

I wrenched the door open, only to find you standing at the threshold… For the first time perhaps, ever since I’d come to know you, you looked worried. Your face was drawn, you looked preoccupied and your lips were trembling. But the one, sure-shot way of knowing that you were feeling insecure, I had learnt,…

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This is not a Love Story – Part 14

The police aren’t giving much away but it seems that the deceased had overdosed on alcohol and drugs, as well as cut her wrists in order to commit suicide… My ears had started to ring. Overdosed? Drugs?! The deceased has also left a suicide note. However, it’s contents are not being revealed to the Public.…

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This Is Not A Love Story – Part 13

“Suhana’s dead… and I’m at the police Station.” It knocked the wind out of you. Your next words were babble, half-formed, incoherent thoughts that reflected the state of confusion you were in, “You din… impossib… Oh my God! No…” “Pihu, I didn’t do it! She committed suicide… Listen, I really can’t talk now. They’ve brought…

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This Is Not A Love Story – Part 12

I woke up to sounds of thudding and a pounding head…. It took me a few seconds to realise that the thudding was Sushant at the other end, and that he was screaming something too which my fuzzy brain was still unable to grasp. Somewhere between frantically searching for Suhana and wailing over my foolishness, I…

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This Is Not a Love Story – Part 11

Her father’s number was flashing on my screen… I didn’t want to take this call. I didn’t want to at all. What did he want from me now? Why call me when he knew I had left her? I knew why, of course. He would blame her leaving home on me and call me names.…

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Fear of the Road: Street Harassment

Hello Everyone, We have in the past few days witnessed a series of unfortunate events occurring in India that have put us to shame the world over. And I will not be wrong, I think, in pointing out that this isn’t the first time that the roads in India or one entire gender in India…

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Sticky Situations – Part 8

2 months later…   “Yes, I’ve shifted from there now. My new office would have been way too far from there.” She was walking back home from a little grocery shopping and an evening stroll. “Yeah…It’s been a long time since we saw each other. You should come over. My place is in Swarna Nagri,…

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