One Monster Less #SundayPhotoFiction

“Look carefully,” the young police officer said to Nalini, “can you identify this person?” “What good is technology?” Nalini wondered, “if one still has to drag a relative to the mortuary to visually identify the dead!” Rajeshwar Singh's face looked grotesque wrapped in a cellophane. An oblong face, dotted with scars, bore testimony to many... Continue Reading →

Queue #FridayFictioneer

He took his position at the end of the serpentine queue. The queue did not surprise him. All his life he had stood in one line or the other, for everything. “Identification, please!” the officer asked. “What id?” first time in his life, he had questioned an officer, with a sense of surprise, “I have... Continue Reading →

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