The crowded bus trundled along, teeming with fatigued, home-bound passengers. A young lady shuffled uneasily, supporting herself with a walking stick. She looked clearly piqued…
Urmi ChakravortyAugust 17, 2023
“This will be the last time, I promise,” my voice cracks on the phone as I strive hard to convince her. “But please meet me…
Urmi ChakravortyJune 18, 2023
It is that time of the year again. I look up - the morning sky is a brilliant sapphire, flecked with feathery, white clouds. The…
Urmi ChakravortyMarch 13, 2023
Featured in the anthology REBIRTH, published by The Impishlass Publication house It was the last day of our all-girls’ trip to Ladakh. The past one…
Urmi ChakravortySeptember 1, 2022
Shagun was peering at her face in the large, oval, mirror in her room. A deep furrow lined her glabella. She clearly did not like…
Urmi ChakravortyJune 18, 2022
The roseate dawn tiptoes into my bedroom, heralding a new day…arguably, the most special one in my 24-year-old life. The white pigeon perches on the…
Urmi ChakravortyJune 12, 2022
You look at his eyes – lovely, brown orbs - now fixated, unseeing, bulging out of their sockets. You crouch on the floor next to…
Urmi ChakravortyMay 17, 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
