A Bowstring Winter

In the essence of camaraderie, akin to the tautness of a bowstring and the precision of an arrow’s flight, lies the ethos that binds them. As the story unfolds, John Dkhar’s entrance into the Kaizang Restaurant on a chilly November night in Shillong serves as the juncture where destiny’s hand prepares to reshape his existence. A solitary figure by inclination, exuding sophistication and elegance, John finds himself entangled with individuals who will soon become participants in a lethal contest involving fervor and animosity, reliance and betrayal.

Among them is James Kharlukhi, a resolute and unyielding figure, a natural leader fueled by a craving for perilous exploits. Alongside him is Jennifer D’Santos, companion to James, whose affection for John carries a tragic portent. Then there is Charlie, a figure shrouded in mystery and isolation, driven to murder by a haunting visage. Amidst them all, Dor Kharkongor emerges as an archery virtuoso, an embodiment of the hills’ spirit, caught in a dichotomy between his steadfast loyalty to James and his paternal fondness for John.

In the backdrop of Shillong’s verdant panorama, Dhruba Hazarika weaves a tapestry of vengeance and brutality, skillfully invoking the senses with the essence of North-East India’s ambiance. This dynamic narrative traverses the realm of friendship, fidelity, and the inherent solitude that grapples with the human condition.