“Idiots”, he said, to no one in particular, as he swerved his car off the Mumbai By-pass road onto a smaller road. He had been driving since the past one and a half hour. He glanced at his watch. “Another half an hour at the most”, he muttered to himself. He loved long drives, but…
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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 Woman On The Road…..
The News Reporter was walking down the empty street in the wee hours of morning, as he spotted her sitting on the pavement. A forlon looking, frail, oldish woman, wearing just a blouse and a weather beaten, petticoat. There was a bundle lying besides her, just off the footpath on the side of the road….
The Belle versus the Belly….
When I walked into the Indore airport to catch my flight back to Mumbai, it was almost empty. Getting a pick of my choice of seat in the waiting area, I chose the one in the very first row, so that I could check the Flight Screen without having to get up. I sat there…
The Desi Cracked Pot 