(This fictional short-story alludes to the acute poverty and distress faced by the people of the Sunderbans locale, due to the destructive supercyclone Amphan )







There was no wind that day.





The Ganges flowed deep and calm, carrying away numerous twigs and large branches.




The sky was blue and perfectly cloudless, contrasting with the dark thunder clouds in his mind and those that had caused them.




Middle-aged fisherman Safiz Khan sat at the bank of the flowing river.




Roughly around three metres away stood the ramshackle...