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. — Abhirun Das, Across the Line Copy Share WhatsApp
by Abhirun Das
Tragedy · 40 pages
“As he slipped out for the third time, I sank down and collapsed on the ground, my chest heaving with the effort.”
“My mother jerked me up from the ground as my senses slowly returned and I could hear loud voices and women screaming outside our house.”
“If there were something that slightly displeased him, my father would lash out his wrath on my mother.”
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…
“Some people have everything in life except a child and they feel like they have nothing.”
“At times, we smoothly belittle other people’s experiences as if whatever they have suffered and whatever they have been through is nothing but trash.”
“To make him better understand that this is how life is for some people, how life is not fair and how one cannot easily have what they wish for.”
“Before I could make a move the flash of white light transported me back to my own people, in my own time.”
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