Hope We Never Meet Again

Chapter 1 Who Am I? I went to answer the call of nature. And that was when I saw it. While relieving my bladder of its contents, I casually gazed around that dirty railway toilet. I frowned at the pungent smell that seemed to choke me and wondered why railway toilets were not a part […]

The Boy Who Dreamed of Booker

A rainy evening-1997, Palakkad- India It was raining like hell. Five boys raced through the monstrous monsoon at lightning speed. They were pedaling their BSA SLRs as hard as their strengths allowed them to. Visibility on the Kozhikode highway was almost zero since the rain-drops slapped every eye that went naked against it. But nothing […]