Kolkata-Amrikka Express

Short Fiction Anthology

Story of the week

Learning the Names

School is not the sort of place you can just walk in. First, you must know you have a name. Then you must know what that name is. But even that isn’t enough.
Cherry

Things Untitled

On that particular Wednesday morning Titin did not have any classes.
Cherry

What I Would Never Know ( My 200 Words)

Ma’s voice over the phone sounds anxious, “Mamon…how are you?” Long pauses between words. “Ma, is everything alright?” She blurts out, “Mamon, Dimma is no more.”

“A Room? Why....”

Panklush now has her own room. Not just a room. A full apartment. It is not a big one—a 10' X 12' room, a kitchen, a bathroom, a closet, which in Panklush's mind, could pass for a very small room.

Thank God, The Sky is Not Navy Blue

It took Maa eleven days to finish sewing Pipli's school uniform. You cannot just walk inside a school like that. In most places, you need at least a good solid official name.