A renowned architect, inspired by their vision, volunteered to design a pilot eco-friendly housing complex. Green Earth’s name became synonymous with environmental change in Kolkata.
Rashbehari was mediocre in size, mediocre in looks, mediocre in knowledge and mediocre in intelligence. A truly mediocre character in other words. Sarasi, too, he
Bongshidhar was returning from the weekly market of Hajratpur. His both hands were loaded with goods purchased from the market. Usually, Bongshidhar didn’t need so
Sarasi didn’t have a particularly pretty face. A stub of a nose, an undulating forehead, small eyes. She had an extremely fair complexion but her
The day I ran after the Keteki, Deuta was not at home. But when I approached the big peepal tree I saw a rather dull-looking
Avik pulled the curtains and picked up his phone from the bed. No new messages. Not even one from the thirteen-odd WhatsApp groups he belongs
Daddy would personally supervise when mashi, the old maid who stayed with us to take care of the household, oiled my thick hair every Sunday
Shukria rose from the floor next to the wash basin with a slight grunt as her daughter, her partner in running this household of boys
Mr. James and I were to start for Germany in about a week. The exact day depended on business. Mr. John came to Poland Street
George reached for him, but was anticipated, for his brother sprawled flat on the pavement, oblivious to the dirt and to the curious glances of
The Heavenly Christmas Tree is a short story by the great Russian storyteller Fyodor Dostoyevsky. First published in 1876, the story is also known as
Two Friends is a short story by French author Guy de Maupassant. Originally published in 1882, it is set in Paris during the Franco-Prussian war.
Ela poured herself coffee and started recording the jumbled, unformed ideas twirling in her head before they dissipated. Her hands moved fast. Her mind moved
“Stop the garden-party? My dear Laura, don’t be so absurd. Of course we can’t do anything of the kind. Nobody expects us to. Don’t be
It was a dark autumn night. The old banker was pacing from corner to corner of his study, recalling to his mind the party he
She went up to the gray-haired man and kissed him on the lips, and leaned against him, until he wound his arm about her waist,
