Dusk - Sudiptaa Bhattacharya The sky, Change its form. I sit alone, On a roof by norm. Just as a ritual, As they fly casual. They are the birds, That passed, bidding adieu, To the day.
Shrishti is lying down on her bed, it is a morning of March. The clock marks 8:00pm. Though she had slept last night still her body and mind is too fatigued. She is numb mentally and physically for the last couple of months. She got betrayed by her husband, went through an abortion and now under anti-depressant medication. For her, the whole world around her has come to an end unlike the meaning of her name. She is looking out through the window beside her bed but the morning sun does not provide a fresh start to her day. In order to know Shrishti and why is she in such a condition, come, let us look into her past life. For the last two years Shristhi was married to a man who was very rude to her. Though there was no evidence of physical assault but her husband's behaviour was insensible towards her. Being a girl with middle class moral values she tried to cope with her husband inspite of every kind...