A Love/Hate Story

He sat at the bus stand right outside the station, watching the people coming out of the large gate. In and out, not giving him a second glance, as he sat, adjusting his backpack on his shoulders every now and then. Just another face in the crowd. It had been almost a decade since he…

The Pearly Laugh

He sat on the ledge by the sea staring at the large office building towering in the front of him.   Just a few hours ago he was sitting inside the corner office of the same building looking down at the beautiful view of the sea, the cars zooming around on the road below, the…

The Two Timing “Whore”….

Madhav was sitting on the couch in the darkened living room of his apartment in Bandra, a glass of scotch in his hand. He looked at his watch and then at the door. “Its late, its already too fu@!#$% late”, he muttered to himself. He had been waiting there for three hours now, in the…