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ICE CREAM IN FEVER - An Original Play by Arani Ghose

  DRAMATIS PERSONAE: Sethji: A rich moneylender Akhil: A middleclass Bengalee man from Kolkata. Had borrowed money from Sethji. Madhu: Akhil’s wife Sunil: Akhil’s elder son Supriya: Akhil’s younger daughter. SCENE – I (Empty stage. Sethji is standing on the left side of the stage. Yellow spot light directly over his head) Sethji(on phone): Areh haan bhai! You told me about your situation. But you have to think   about mine too. This is my profession, my only source of living.   (Pause. Sethji listens to the person on the other side of the phone. He spits some betel juice from his mouth and starts speaking again.) No, no, no.. I mean to say that.. Yeah, yeah.. I absolutely understand, but.. See I need the money otherwise.. (Light fades out. Again glows over the middle of the stage where Sethji is sitting on a chair.) Sethji(on phone): ..See Akhil, you told me the same thing even in the last month as well. How             ...

Breeze - An Original Short Story by Arani Ghose

Ritam closed his book and looked up. It’s past 2 in the midnight. He got out of his bed. It has been his habit since the last five years. No matter how much busy they were they always talked in this dead of the night. They talked about nothing yet they talked about everything. Can’t say that they never missed a single day, but still this was the time when the two souls longed for each other the most.  Ritam got out of his bed. Post rainfall nights are bliss. He always felt it that way. There was a different type of peace in it, a solitude which was unique in its own way. The rain had stopped by 9 PM and what it had left has a clear sky, croaking frogs and toads and humming of the crickets. Ritam adjusted his hair in front of the mirror for a while pulled up a full sleeve shirt over his round neck tee-shirt. He put on his track pants over his shorts, a typical Bengalee thing everyone is accustomed too. He switched off the lights and peeped out of his room. Across the hallway were h...