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Eroteme Volume 3

By arya dubey

TISS Guwahati- Centre for Sociology and Social Anthropology is delighted to present Eroteme Volume 3. Happy Reading!

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Published
Sep 6, 2026
Pages
25
Language
English

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  • EROTEME2 Message From The Centre Chair
  • EROTEME3 CENTRE REPORT2025-2026
  • EROTEMEFaculty Highlights 4
  • EROTEME5 From First Steps to Farewells: The SSA Family
  • EROTEMEStudent Spotlight Academic Achievements:
  • EROTEMECentre Initiatives/Activities FRIDAY DISCUSSIONS
  • EROTEME8 Field Visits and Reports
  • EROTEMEField Visits and Reports FIELD VISIT TO KALAKSHETRA
  • EROTEME10 ‘On Sociology, Teaching, and a Changing World’
  • EROTEME11 In Conversation with Prof. Sanjay Barbora (contd.)
  • EROTEME12 In Conversation with Prof. Sanjay Barbora (contd.)
  • EROTEME13 In Conversation with Prof. Sanjay Barbora (contd.)
  • EROTEME14 In Conversation with Prof. Sanjay Barbora (contd.)
  • EROTEMESTUDENT CORNER 15
  • EROTEMEWritten By: Antarlina Bhattacharjee Poetry Collection
  • EROTEMEMargins (continued)
  • EROTEME18 Photo by Ana Jovanovski on Unsplash
  • EROTEME19 ck by the flowers, but weirdly critical of the rest of the wild foliage in their conservative views of a garden. Nevertheless, it was thriving amongst the rows of concrete. Lying on the moist soil with my hands under my head, I was almost content with my garden, almost because I was only wishing, stubbornly like a child my age would, for that one corner to be housed with the summer dream of a mango tree; after all, I shared history with such a tree.
  • EROTEME20 devtas and asuras where there were only…things, or no-things. Though there was some sense in locating impurities caused by a bathroom near our kitchen or mandir But my parents acknowledged him immediately by estimating the cost of redoing much of our home. It would resolve our circumstances. And as long as I got to hear prospects of a room to myself, I was happy.
  • EROTEME21 The Story of Migration in ‘Dinwa Ginat Mori’
  • EROTEME22 Illusion
  • EROTEME23 Ra ta ta ta ta ta ta
  • MEET THE TEAMEROTEME VOLUME 3 Editorial Team
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EROTEME

Written By: Akash Manna

(continued)

“Young man”, his father continued, “You need to focus on school, not on those video games, or I will have to confiscate them” “And stop talking to your friends so much”, his mother said, “You will not die if you don’t talk to them after school” He never looked up. His palms were sweaty. On the verge of tears. And still, Ra ta ta ta ta ta ta. That’s all he could hear.

He sat on his bed, mind racing. Thoughts he never wanted to have resurfaced. “You are nothing”, they said. “Worthless”, said another. “Alone in this cruel world” “Never understood” ‘This world isn’t for your kind” “This world isn’t for you” Slowly, he got up. His legs wobbly. His hands shaking. “Ra ta ta ta ta ta ta”, he hummed. No more, he thought, a smile forming on his face. Slowly, he opened the door. Tears fell from his eyes. “Ra ta ta ta ta ta ta”, he sung. He looked at the knife. “No”, the voices said. He looked at the gas stove. Yes.

“So, what did you see exactly?” the reporter asked the firemen, who were the first responders to the fire that had engulfed the apartment. “Well, it was a gruesome sight for sure”, one of them said. “People screaming, some running, some stuck under burning debris.” “But that’s not what truly scared us”, he continued. “On the second floor, when we entered the 2nd room , we saw him. A boy. Maybe 16 or 17. He was sitting on the burning sofa. We tried calling to him, but he just looked at us, smiling.” “Ra ta ta ta ta ta ta” the others said “that’s what he kept singing. It looked like a horror show, you know? Like we were seeing a ghost” “So it was him who started the fire?” the reporter pushed. “Well, we can’t be sure, but it is highly likely. The source of the fire was that room.” “Must have been some psychopath, eh?” the men laughed.

But no one understood. No one tried to save him. They just judged. Like all people do If you or someone you know is struggling, support is available. You are not alone.

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