April 2004 The square envelope lay on the carved rosewood peg table, conspicuous by its stark white look, broken only by the carefully inscribed name in…
Urmi ChakravortyApril 8, 2022
1536, Chittor, Mewar The long, canopied balconies in the Rana Kumbha Palace came alive every afternoon with the pitter-patter of little feet, the euphonic tinkling…
Urmi ChakravortyApril 8, 2022
The burnt gold swan sitting on the mantelpiece, gleamed in the bright sun rays streaming inside the spacious living room and proudly displayed the name,…
Urmi ChakravortyApril 8, 2022
We shared a look, a whisper, and sparks flew! Stolen glances in the college canteen, Secret rendezvous over a hot brew, Fired our virgin hearts…
Urmi ChakravortyApril 8, 2022
As the Sun descends in leaden steps, making way for the argent orb at dusk, “Pray tarry, do not evanesce yet,” entreats the Moon, “Why…
Urmi ChakravortyApril 8, 2022
Old albums, sepia photographs, I see When the world looked young and the joys were fresh Locked within these lonely confines, how do I flee?…
Urmi ChakravortyApril 8, 2022
The vast onyx sky, an ominous pit My soul – bleak and cheerless. I know I’ve failed but I hate to admit Searing screams, I…
Urmi ChakravortyApril 8, 2022
Paritosh rested against the grille of his balcony, holding his prized DSLR camera - a gift from Ronit - as the captivating Garhwal Himalayas loomed…
Urmi ChakravortyApril 8, 2022
Kaaya, the svelte, lissome 30-year old acclaimed writer, blessed with a peach-and-pink complexion and Rapunzel tresses, is the toast of Delhi’s literati. And my elder…
Urmi ChakravortyApril 8, 2022
