Call it prejudice, but when I started reading Shakchunni by Arnab Ray, I had very little hope. Not because Ray might not be a good writer – in fact, I had no such assumptions – but because despite the ...

She is a witch, an icon and a meme: I’m talking about Shakchunni, the slightly hunched and unusually tall green witch who we found scary as children and funny as adults. But as I watched Thakurmar ...

Growing up, I always heard of Shakchunni as a horror story. She was the eerie figure hiding in the shadows, a warning whispered by elders to scare children into obedience. A consequence of ...

“I am really tired, Maa. I cannot do this anymore,” whispered the newlywed wife, her hair unbound and feet heavy with exhaustion, her voice cracking under the weight of unshed tears. “I feel like I’m ...

Shakchunni successfully uses the thrills and frills of a supernatural gothic novel to pose questions of gender and power relations before its readers. The setting of the Raibahadur’s household is ...

Benimadhabh was going to say something when he stopped. Rudrapratap followed his gaze. A small crowd had assembled a hundred yards in front of them, beside the unpaved village road they were walking ...