
The lamp on the verandah
A lamp that lights itself every monsoon night, and the family who learned not to look.
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A lamp that lights itself every monsoon night, and the family who learned not to look.

8 min read
A blue train by the sea, a passenger who is never counted and a ticket that does not match.

5 min read
Why I wait for rain, close the windows and turn off the fan before I read aloud.

6 min read
Every dawn the same figures in the surf, and the old man who knows how many there should be.

7 min read
Lit lamps, a mossy stone and the rule you must follow if you pass after dark.

5 min read
The old fort walls, the umbrella I always take and the sound I stopped trying to explain.

4 min read
What changes when the page is a small light, and how I write for it.

6 min read
How a pause, a half sentence and a door left open do more than any monster.

6 min read
Three quiet endings I have used and one I regret.

5 min read
Eight handwritten pages, a bad ending and a grandmother who told me what it should have been.

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One ghost story every Friday, written for a lamp and a quiet house, and sometimes read aloud.