Durga ….. The Mother

“Are you going to sit there and take this kind of a treatment, all your life, Mom”, said the firm voice in the front of her.   Durga, looked up at her 16 year old daughter, standing in the front of her with her hands on her hips, her eyes glaring down at her Mother,…

The Ghost Of Sunday

Mohit sat in the corner of his bed, his knees drawn up to his chin. The bed was quite large for a boy who was just 15 and Mohit made a rather tiny figure as he bunched himself up in the corner, his eyes closed and his hands shivering.   It was Sunday, a day…