Words hitch our feelings

I was neither too old nor too young, at my first encounter with “third gender”. At that time third gender was not considered ‘third’. It was the time when a group of people, all singing and dancing, used to enter into our houses just after any holy ceremony. So as a custom, this group came … Continue reading Words hitch our feelings


My Blood drenched newspapers

My hands trembled to even touch them. I wondered why and how are these newspapers in such a dreadful condition, why there is so much blood everywhere. I wondered what has come to pass.