Posts by Anwesha Guru

Petrichor

I wake up to see him scrutinising me with a smile. We have been together for eons, but it seems like it were just yesterday

Papa

The familiar tune emanating from the radio brings tears to my eyes. The lyrics of the song take me two decades back, when my father

The Other Side of the Story

I gaze fixedly at the train moving in front of me as its speed makes the strands of my hair move wildly across my face.

From The Diary of a Convict

They handcuffed me and shoved me into the back of the police van. The newspapers would be flashing my name by tomorrow; a few news