Trina Talukdar

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Stray Pigeons

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165 minutes is a long time to be sitting in a narrow chair, strapped in, legs cramped due to lack of leg space, fluctuating air pressure popping your ears and making you nauseous, topped off with old, lecherous uncle leaning dangerously towards your shoulder while pretending to sleep. Watching the only movie offered on Kingfisher Airlines’ entertainment [...]

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Blue Mountain

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It was still dark out when she stepped off the bus, and started dragging her suitcase up the hill. She was panting even before she was half way there. She sat on a boulder and lit a cigarette. Through the haze of her smoke, she saw light spread over the mountains, turning them from black [...]

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Window Pain

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Someone once told me to look at my pain as if I was watching a movie. He told me to watch myself acting in it. Yesterday I watched that movie. A child, chubby, curly hair in pigtails, 2 or maybe 3 years, it’s unclear. It’s dark. She’s lying on a pile of bricks on her [...]

Hundred and One Ahmedabad Nights

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The beige skirt was lifted briefly by a waft of breeze, and then rested lightly on her olive thighs, tapering down into warm, caramel legs, ending in matching beige pumps. But he wasn’t looking at any of that. What he couldn’t take his eyes off was the zip at the back of the skirt, ripping through it [...]

THE END: Love Story-VII

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“I’m breaking up with Diptish,” I announced, at the green light staring down at me dimly, at Sammy’s withered yellow walls, at whoever was there to listen. And Sammy answered, “You don’t deserve to be stood up, Trina, or lied to, or passed up for something else. You are meant to wear your purple dress [...]

Love Story – VI

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Nob had come back from his weekend trip in Manali with Magic mushrooms. That, the whiskey, and after wiping off Nob’s remaining vodka, I lay on the bare floor, staring at the dim green bulb in Sammy’s room. Sammy- D and Nob’s best friend, who had become an integral part of the classic rock resounding [...]

Love Story – V

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“Where are you?  But you said you were at the Metro station 15 minutes ago! I’ve already bought our tickets. No, no, I’m not going in without you. Yes, ok, I’m waiting. Hurry up.” I was waiting outside the theatre, movie tickets in hand. The movie had started 5 minutes ago. We had planned for [...]

Love Story – IV

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My father had been a chronic smoker for 29 years- 7 years of dating my mother and another 22 years of marriage. In these 29 years my mother had tried everything from tears to emotional blackmail to banging her head against the wall (there are 8 stitches on her head to show for it) to [...]

Love Story – III

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I was Jahan’s cover. A simple, “Ma, I’m going to Trina’s” would get her an unsuspected and uninterrupted 3-4 hours with Nob. And Nob felt like it was his obligation to get me some company while he and Jahan spent some “alone” time “together” in my room. So Nob would drag D along, almost as [...]

Sort of a Fairy Tale – II

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That Windows XP installation CD had been lying in his dishevelled bag for too long and had been scratched beyond repair with his keys and cap-less pens and weed-shredding pocket scissors.  It never ran (perhaps that’s why I was allowed to frame it later on, otherwise it would be impossible to get a techie to [...]

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