She stood there at the doorstep. Wearing a red T-shirt and cream coloured trousers. She was not like all those women. Like all those women in sarees. Women who bowed their heads. Women in ghoongats. Women who made perfect round rotis or idlis. Who made the best saambar or daal in the whole world. Who…
Even the creak of the boots of a girl walking way from me was too loud. The flipping of pages of the books was deafening me. I opened up the zip of my pencil bag. There it was. My favourite orange coloured pencil with a mini eraser on its back. I wanted to underline some…
I never meant to start a war. But that is where everything led to. "I will always be there for you." He always convinced me. And I never got convinced. I eventually knew I would never be his and only his possession. I wanted to let it go. I was trapped. Trapped between my…
His hair was full of mud. Small feet that kept moving frantically from here to there midst a dozen of people at the beach. Extra large trousers that were hanging till his ankles. His rib cage bones could be counted clearly. He was skinny and malnourished. Something seemed very attractive about his eyes. Those sparkling…
“Where is the other earring?” I asked myself. The hands of the clock were ticking away like a bullet train. I had to reach my office soon. I was expecting the wrinkles on the forehead of the frowny face of the gatekeeper to torment me today. My drawer was killing me as usual. Filled…
The rashes and bruises had still not gone. Her shoulder was wounded. The blouse torn. I could see the birthmark on her right shoulder clearly through the blouse. She wept. Wept, sobbed and wailed like a small child. Tears were rolling down her cheek. ” I am tired, Madhi. Let me sleep.” I remember the…
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