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Give us mangoes in the middle of an alien invasion, and shapeshifting, murderous goddesses. Explore the conundrums of desi culture backdropped by post-apocalypses and phantom siblings. At Tasavvur we want South Asian writers to be free to imagine diverse worlds and write them in unusual ways. Read the editorial to find out why this is so close to our hearts!

Editorial

Rain In The Potholes

By Dark Fantasy Science Fiction

The Circle has a gutter cap tight in the middle of it, and beyond that a ladder that descends to the ground. Around the first steps of the ladder the couple have placed a mattress, a steel box filled with odds and ends, and a broken wooden crate that could be considered their cupboard. In the shadowy corner is a small metal box that is Nina’s alone and Kaz stays well away from it.

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The Eye Of The Warrior

By Mythology

An arrow sliced through the air and hit the wooden bird in the eye, knocking it off its perch.

They all turned to the source. Dronacharya’s heart stilled when he glimpsed the warrior fluttering pink robes striding towards them.

A stunningly young woman, her skin the colour of tree bark, drew the eyes of every one of the prince.

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Old Prints and Fresh Snow

By Fantasy

The flame dances in front of that last photo, distorting his smile. The corner catches and burns. The curling blackness consumes me first, eating at my unhappy face until I don’t have to look at it anymore. My shoulders relax.

But it keeps going. It takes my brother, too, and our out-of-focus parents hovering in the background. It goes and goes until there’s nothing left to hold.

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