Ankush Rana Gurugram, Haryana – April 2024. It began, as many strange tales do, with a disappearance. On a humid April evening, as the sky turned the color of burnt saffron and a light haze hung over the Gurgaon skyline, Professor Agni Bose vanished. A scholar of ancient Indian tantra and mystical practices, he had been lecturing at a private university on Golf Course Road and working as a consultant on an upcoming docuseries for an international streaming platform titled “Spirits of the Subcontinent.” His last known appearance was a brief sighting at the DLF Phase II market, captured on…
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Prakash Jha The First Glance The Delhi sky wore the look of brooding poetry — thick grey clouds drifting low, full of unspent rain. July had entered like a wandering musician, with sudden showers and stolen breezes, giving the city its brief but beautiful monsoon glow. Aahana stood just at the edge of India Gate, her eyes scanning the horizon beyond the crowd. She was dressed in a soft blue kurta, her dupatta wrapped loosely around her neck, as if it, too, shared her mood of restless detachment. She hadn’t come here with a plan. After a morning argument with…