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The crescent moon 🌙 chapter 33

Well, another three years she changed three managers from Maria, Nama, and then a man of her community who declared in the very beginning that they were not friends. Well, friends they were not and never could be, Shrum knew well. She had worked…

The Crescent Moon 🌙 chapter 32

When she came to this city nine years back, she had thought like an ordinary woman. She had thought of love, marriage, a home, a job and children. Happiness comes in all forms. She had thought anyone she is able to match herself with,…

The Crescent Moon 🌙 chapter 32

Now, it was her Northerners friends. They were North Indians. They worked here, including her manager Pure. His name was only Pure, nothing else was in him. Yes, some of his behaviours were rightfully good. But, not everything. They made more fun and the…

The Crescent Moon 🌙 chapter 32

Sometimes she would miss New Kumar after he left. He was not given a single applaud in this whole span. She was angry on him, so they tried showing solidarity with her by punishing him. She tried to talk to him several times about…

The Crescent Moon 🌙 chapter 31

There were many others who had joined in, whom Durjoy John did not know. He was not aware that when we try to hunt an animal or create a prey out of a creature which was previously not considered to be a prey, many…

The Crescent Moon 🌙 chapter 30

One day, the wind blew fiercely. I was no longer able to meet Shrum. We three sat in our room, the wind and rain lashing the balcony, waters weeping through the closed door. “This chance we should pass.” Lizzy wanted to, so did I….

The holy basil 🌿 🌿 🌿

Small are its leaves, round, bright green. Beige is my colour, rotund, golden wheat and cream. Thin, fragile, the twigs run down the plant. My bones strong enough for a kick climb down the shunt. The brown twigs part several ways, My brown, sun…

The Crescent Moon 🌙 chapter 29

Antisocial behaviour is a trait of intelligence in a world full of conformists. Nikola Tesla We were doing a wrong thing to wrong people. We were completely aware. New Kumar had stopped even the basic communication with her. We knew about him enough to…

The Crescent Moon 🌙 chapter 29

We found out more about the place where Shrum was staying. The cigarette parlour was always overcrowded. The smoke and the air around the house was thick and smelled nicotine all the time. The tea cups lay strewn after the morning hours. They found…