By Anirudh Kala
Ten minutes later, with a steady hand, Zalim Singh Bisht pulled the trigger of his service rifle, which was pressed firmly between the ground and his temple. The report was drowned in the din of the firecrackers.
By Anirudh Kala
And people swear that both sides, which were just one side now with many roads connecting them, had in front of houses, many flowers which came out tentatively in light colours, as if testing waters. And the breeze was balmy and the sea actually cool at least in the evenings.
By Anirudh Kala
This was fun, she thought. Who could have guessed? Philosophy as turn on. She was a girl who liked to experiment. And she warmed up.
Cafe Dissensus Everyday 