As we continued along our way, I noticed that the road was getting a bit familiar; we were nearing my friend's place. — Abhirun Das, Across the Line Copy Share WhatsApp
by Abhirun Das
Tragedy · 40 pages
“Our village wasn't anything out of this world; just a small shabby settlement filled with people with dusty faces and houses with rusty doors.”
“My mother sat with her head bowed and her eyes closed; she too was praying.”
“As he slipped out for the third time, I sank down and collapsed on the ground, my chest heaving with the effort.”
A medical student by profession, writing is not the only passion for Abhirun Das. He is a keen pianist and an ardent sportsperson, especially football. Music is what drives him to write; putting th…
“Zahid who had now become a very good friend had promised to accompany Babur but had to cancel at the last minute due to a call from his home.”
“In the astral world, having encounters with friendly and unfriendly spirits is not uncommon.”
“Isaac would put a sleeping pill into their tea, which would put his so-called friends to sleep, thus giving them time to escape.”
“To make a system of one's life, one has to trust their own handwriting that is the most important part of one's life.”
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