LitFest 2021 Excerpt: A Burning
MEGHA MAJUMDAR
I ought to have seen the men who ran up to the open windows and threw flaming torches into the halted train. But all I saw was carriages, burning, their doors locked from the outside and dangerously hot.
I ought to have seen the men who ran up to the open windows and threw flaming torches into the halted train. But all I saw was carriages, burning, their doors locked from the outside and dangerously hot.
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