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"There used to hang a human skeleton in the room next to the one where we three childhood friends slept. Its bones would clatter all day and night against the wind. In those days, our parents were determined to make us excel in all subjects. On one hand we were given lessons in The Slaying...

At midnight the police raided the village. With them were Chandi Ghosh, the landlord's men Kanai and Sripati, and several others wielding sticks. A freezing winter night. Having forsaken all rest and breaks to harvest the paddy for three nights in a row, the exhausted men of the village were all...

"A steady downpour lined the margins of the open sky. Grey clouds reared their heads out into the open. It had been raining for close to fifteen days by then; a long, tireless stream of liquid memory: constant and continuous. It had been two long days since Khudiram Bhattacharya's house saw...