It was 2015 month of May. Her sister had come out of her college and desired a job. As an elder sister, we all looked…
The crescent moon 🌙 Chapter 34
Her mother and my mother had suffered trauma. The 1971 Bangladesh riots destroyed their homes, their heavens, their dreams They saw live violence beyond human…
A thank you note
Please leave your comments and likes if you like my work here, https://spillwords.com/slow-is-living-long/ I am deeply grateful to the editors and I wish to thank…
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…
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…
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…
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,…
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…
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 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…