Articles Archive for 30 October 2008
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The unusual rainfall in December added to the cold; it sent shudders all through the spines of people out of their cosy beds at night. Sutirtho sat on a broken bench near the entrance of the platform, bedraggled and shivering in cold. The arcane darkness of night presented an awry sight, with the foxes howling at a distance and frogs croaking relentlessly. The train engine had gone for a toss; the driver of the engine had fought hard to repair it, but all in vain. The next train to Azimgunj …
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So this was the big old house that Sandhya had heard of so often from her childhood. Her father and her widowed aunt had already given her a good idea of how big the house was but even then she could not contain her awe. It extended across three streets. The front entrance, low and ornate and made of Burma teak stood next door to the roofless Shiva temple. The backdoor opened to the highway the third road from the front door. She had been too young to remember this …
