Commotion of Emotions

“No, no! We need to go today! It’s the haunted day. Its only today. Please mom!” said a young boy pulling his mother’s hands. “No Kunal. We can’t go today. I’ll take you there tomorrow and even the day after; your aunt Maggie is arriving tonight. We have to tend to her” she paused and looked at the boy “don’t you want to meet aunt Maggie? She always brings nice gifts for you.” “I can meet her later, at night. But today is important. Please take me to the carnival. Please mother; Please mom!” he knelt down and started sobbing. Mom was not baffled of course! She had been taking care of Kunal since he was tiny. Tantrums as these were a mundane ordeal. “I’ll cook you Gajar ka Halwa if you obey me.” The sobs went silent. Enticed by the name of the delectable treat he looked up to his mother like a puppy looks to his own. Yes, the trick would have worked; mom had the next line at the tip of her tongue, had Kunal’s father not slouched through the window. “Dad! Look! Help! Pl

Quite some time had passed into the night when Lalit drove across the small town of Amagarh. Of all the things one should know to survive in this wicked world, the fact that Amagarh is not a place for life after sundown, is of utmost priority. Tens of murders and disappearances have plagued the place. Mr. Rantam the ASP of the area speaks out to the public to not worry but his shaky voice, as he says so, is a proof of his fear and annoyance. "We are looking into the matter. The culprits will be punished. God is with us!" he had said in a press coverage last week after the body of a drunk man - Abram - was found near the central sewer. But rumours ran that God had already abandoned the place. Lalit drove through the same sight gasping and looking side to side in horror. Nothing disastrous happened, but the road stretched long - 20 kilometres long. 64 KM to Panagarh said the nearby milestone. It was a scary journey ahead. No one knew why Lalit had taken th