The writer is not a professional interpreter, nor does he make a living out of other people’s love letters. But this man was pondering him for long
In those days Swapnil was working for a private company, far away from his house. He used to avail by bus, cab, auto, metro rail and others as he got while going
In Kolkata though there would be various and more means of transport than in other cities of India, Kolkata Buses would almost be crowded most of the times
Short Story Love : I always saw him coming. Erratic were his hours though, but he came regularly.
Mother would either lock herself in the kitchen