View From The Top Of The Tank

The next morning there was a buzz in the air. People stood in clusters, murmuring and looking wary. I asked Roma what was going on. “Som...

I hadn’t expected things to unravel fast. I had thought my cousin Bobby would have wanted to keep quiet about what he had done to Rita (se...

Being ostracised has benefits. I became angrier, tougher. My male cousins called me names. The girls gave me haughty looks and locked them...

“Did Aunty ask you to cook?” Anjali asked, her body pressing into mine in the kitchen. I could feel her breath on the back of my nec...