Author Archives: Patmaj

She felt a tinge of sadness as she disconnected her mobile phone. She went about her work in the bookstore without showing too much of how she was really feeling. On the bus ride back home in the evening, she leaned on the glass pane of the window seat and it came back to herContinue reading “The bench in the park”

Sandra’s lips trembled as his finger encircled them softly. Every touch ignited her. Her eyes shut as Keith pressed her lips open with his finger. She suppressed a moan as she knew they were in the next room. Their respective spouses were busy enjoying dinner. The salad is to die for, his wife, Jane said,Continue reading “The Affair”

He walked along the deserted sideways with the moonlight kissing his back softly. He loved his post-dinner walks by himself. His wife knew this habit of his and gladly let him go every night for his stroll. She knew the drill all too well. He would go out for a walk, be back in aboutContinue reading “Homeward”

She sat at the corner table. Waiting for him. She absentmindedly twirled her stirrer around her coffee mug. She had ordered it a while ago and still hadn’t taken her first sip. Her eyes were fixed at the door of the cafe. She once looked at the burly man sitting behind the cash counter atContinue reading “Mocha Memories”

The white page stared back at him. Replying to his silence with the same. A loud deafening silence. As he stared into the blank page intently it reflected his current state of mind. The emptiness he felt inside of him seemed to engulf him on the outside too. It was a rainy September evening, asContinue reading “Blank”

The divorce hit him hard. He tried his best to avoid it but he couldn’t do a thing. She was hell bent on leaving him. He tried to cling on till the last minute hoping for a change of heart. But is just didn’t happen. She finally had it her way. She wanted out andContinue reading “Pink Lilies”

He sat crouched one the narrow wooden panel by the bay windows and watched the rain incessantly lash down on the city. The city traffic packed as ever seemed to crawl as cars buses and bikes were being drenched by the lashing August rain. He felt a strange comfort knowing he wasn’t down there, asContinue reading “A Rainy Day in the City”

He loved pav. The smell of the local bread, the sight of those fresh buns rising in those local wood fire ovens thrilled him like nothing else. And he loved her smile. Every time she smiled he felt his world light up just that little bit more. Her eyes sparkled as she smiled and heContinue reading “Omelette Pav”

She stared at the circular ring, made by the coffee mug on the table. It had dried up and was almost impossible to get rid off. She kept looking at it absentmindedly as the coffee was in her hand. A new mug filled with fresh coffee to make a new ring on the table. SheContinue reading “Coffee Rings”

The murders continued unabated. Every second day a body would be found in some secluded part of the city. The same modus operandi…strangled by a silk handkerchief. The victim pattern too was similar. Women between the ages 25-35. Most of them escorts. From the manner in which their bodies were found, it was obvious thatContinue reading “The Mirror”