‘Formations’, the winning story in Asian Writer 2018

Rukmini wills herself to stay lying on the sofa.  Om, Om Shanti, she chants. The ghosts dance, screaming in a frenzy, wild shapes tearing at her eyelids, at her mind. Voices calling out as if to say, ‘Come with us. We have come from far; we will take you away. Come….’...

‘Marriage’

“Is it already morning?” Ram asked. Sita was shuffling to the bathroom.“My morning,” she said, as she fiddled with the doorknob, “you can keep sleeping.” He watched her as she twisted the knob one way and then the other. She leaned against the door as if to push it,...