by Anwee Mazumder | Oct 25, 2019 | ArttrA-4, Drama, Fiction
“A worthless piece of garbage, is this what I wanted?” Roshan Singh Meena, called Bappa, roared on the scrawny house help. People, circling around the overweight politician were annoyed too. The seriousness of the mistake was as big as serving a glass of...
by Anwee Mazumder | Sep 9, 2019 | Drama, Short Stories, UniK-5
The silence at the dinner table made me uneasy. I looked at Baba*. His body was leaned forward, balancing the weight with his elbows. His face was hidden in the clasp of his palms. My glances shifted on Tara, my sister. She was engrossed in her phone, or so she was...
by Anwee Mazumder | Aug 5, 2019 | Five00-7
Andrew and Milo…. a perfect love story it was. However, thorns were scattered on the way to prick and hurt initially. *** Andrew put his computer on sleep mode and got up to grab a strong cup of coffee. As he approached the machine to fill up his cup with the hot,...
by Anwee Mazumder | May 17, 2019 | ArttrA-2
He knew the very second their eyes locked that she desired him. And that she was his type, the adventurous one. No, they had never met before, never knew of each other’s existence until now. He crossed the whole length of the sprawling lobby, looking at her, smiling...
by Anwee Mazumder | May 13, 2019 | MothersDay
My grandma, an educated, courageous lady had lost her husband during partition and came to India with her five kids. My dad was merely six months old. Grandma would work as a nurse in a government hospital to give her kids a stable life. Eventually, her struggle had...