If there were something that slightly displeased him, my father would lash out his wrath on my mother. — 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.”
“As he slipped out for the third time, I sank down and collapsed on the ground, my chest heaving with the effort.”
“My mother sat with her head bowed and her eyes closed; she too was praying.”
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…
“Whatever my mother may know on a subconscious level she will never choose to believe.”
“Back in her room, she could not believe how lucky she had gotten; the shopkeeper had restored her faith in humanity.”
“All we seek for is new tiny dots in our galaxy; I believe I do not need to clarify myself and my organization anymore.”
“Does every girl dream of the tall, dark and handsome guy and then does that mean that the guys who are not handsome have no place in dreams?”
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