Jim Reeves played on in the background. The winter breeze blew all along, reminding him of the time of the year. The time inexplicably made him blue. Christmas carols, fruit cakes and pies, turkey meals and candies…that inevitable bluesy feeling. This year, he felt a change was needed… He put on his parka and beanieContinue reading “LOST…”
Author Archives: Patmaj
Virginia Woolf
Virginia Woolf’s To The Lighthouse. It was the second thing he had seen that day which reminded him of her. First, there were those gorgeous eclairs nonchalantly left on the dining table. And now this. It was odd that he found two things that reminded him of her in a spate of 24 hours. HeContinue reading “Virginia Woolf”
The Proposal
They were sitting on the rooftop of his flat, the view of the city traffic from five floors above was a fascinating one. They watched the cars move almost like in a silent film. The sound was minimal at that height. They sat with their feet dangling from the parapet, hands entwined, a glass ofContinue reading “The Proposal”
The Mixtape
He felt an inexplicable fury inside of him as he switched his phone off abruptly. His friend at the other side of the call might have found it strange, but at that point of time he didn’t care. He was too mad. He couldn’t believe she would be this way, after all these years. HeContinue reading “The Mixtape”
The Silk Stole
Susan woke up hearing a shriek from the next room. She turned around to see her husband fast asleep. She was amazed how he hadn’t heard the shriek. He was actually a light sleeper unlike her. She got off the bed and rushed to the next room. Sarah was sitting up on the bed withContinue reading “The Silk Stole”
The Red Handset
She bought the cheapest paid phone that was available in the store. It was a red handset. “Ma’am there are better ones for you”, the shopkeeper tried to sell the more expensive sets to her. “This will do just fine”, she said as she walked out of the store heading to the nearby cafe. SheContinue reading “The Red Handset”
The Blue Ming Vase
She was tired. All the guests had finally left and she wanted to clean the place up before she went to bed. It was a habit she just couldn’t change. Not matter how late it was, she always felt the need to tidy the room up, wash the utensils, clear up before retiring for theContinue reading “The Blue Ming Vase”
Crimson Surprise
He took out his blue denim shirt from his closet. “I should wear blue. After all I’ve harped on and on to her about how it’s my favourite colour”, he thought aloud. He was getting ready for his date with Lucy as he sprayed his favourite Aramis cologne. “Never old fashioned to smell like aContinue reading “Crimson Surprise”
Tere Bina Zindagi Se…
The sun was about to set as he sat down on his favourite arm-chair. His eyes were shut and his hands were comfortably placed on either side of the chair. The last rays of the sun were falling directly on his face giving it an unreal golden glaze. He was humming an old Kishore KumarContinue reading “Tere Bina Zindagi Se…”
Mohini…The Enchantress
I want you I want you so bad I want youI want you so bad It’s driving me mad (she’s so heavy) The Beatles, 1969. He didn’t know when he’d dozed off. RD Burman was playing on his headphone and he could also hear strains of Laxmi Pravachan wafting through the air. “The Puja mustContinue reading “Mohini…The Enchantress”
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