Nick Of Time

"Blame it on the pale blue aerogramme," Subrat said as he readied to board the Aeroflot flight to London at Calcutta. He was not alone. With him were his wife and 3-year old daughter. The…

Anger And After

The other day at school their fifth class English Sir was giving a lesson on anger. He recited a verse before writing it down on the blackboard. Anger is an evil thing that spoils the…

The Good Fight

Ever since the two baddies walked into our after-school hours-life a year or so ago, each humdrum school day was transformed. Late afternoons in the school playground were splashed with…

Hare And Hound

The commotion on the main arterial road that cuts the town of Baripada in two made us boys suspend our game in the empty patch of grassy field below. An extraordinary scene was unfolding…

Down In Oxford

On a pleasant October morning in 1996 Subrat alighted from a bus on to the famous cobblestones of Oxford’s Gloucester Green bus station.  He had come for a three-month stint as a Visiting…