Bhaskor Mollik was born on a humid summer afternoon in the year of our Lord 1900, in the narrow bylanes of Jessore, in undivided Bengal. The monsoon clouds hovered heavy above, the scent of wet earth and mango blossom swirling in the air. His first cries mingled with the drone of mosquitoes and the distant…
Tag: fantasy
Bonomali’s Cathedral
A cold winter dawn lay across the St. Paul’s Cathedral grounds, in the heart of Kolkata, like a thin veil of grey. Faint mists curled between ancient tombstones and evergreen shrubs, and the air tasted of damp earth and the distant tang of dew. On one side of a narrow pathway, under the skeletal arms…
The Heart That Brought The Elements Home
The sun, half-awake and already burdened with guilt, broke through the grey of the clouds like a spotlight, unwanted, but necessary. On the corner where a labyrinth of roads met, a barefoot boy of perhaps seven squatted beside the traffic light. The asphalt hissed under him, but he didn’t flinch. His skin was caked in…
Mardini
A flash of lightning revealed the silhouette of an eight-foot giant, standing like a mountain, unaffected by the thundering storm that lashed his unusual and coarse, dark-grey skin. He moved with unfathomable stealth, speed, and agility against the backdrop of flashing dark and silver streaks created by the light and shadow of the raging tempest….
Weekend Stories by Trishikh 