Every evening, as the sun disappeared behind the endless stretch of desert, an uneasy silence settled over the small village. Children hurried indoors, lamps were dimmed, and every family checked their doors more than once before going to bed. It wasn’t an old superstition that kept them awake at night. Two fierce demons roamed the Read more…

Long, long ago, there lived a Jat, or a farmer, in the town of Shamli in Muzaffarnagar district. His wife idled the day away, hardly ever taking food to her husband, who slaved away in the fields from dawn till dusk. The poor farmer would draw water, cook food, and look after his cattle, all Read more…