Category: 55

  • For reasons unexplained

    She called first. Then many like her. He hung up rudely. They kept calling, forcing him to ponder. Maybe they called for a reason, maybe they’d data on him, maybe they knew something he didn’t. So, when she called next, he asked earnestly ‘Why do I need a personal loan’. This time she hung up.

    until next time, call waiting

  • Twitter

    He: Sigh, we have company

    She: I hope they don’t create problems for us

    He: yeah, we had trouble the last time

    She: I’m telling you, I won’t tolerate any shit

    And they flew off, leaving me and D to wonder if we’ll be looking at pigeon shit in the clothes we left for drying.

    until next time, pigeons!!!

  • Wild things

    They set out early in the morning, with the cameras ready. As the boat moved silently in the morning, they waitedwith bated breath for the sightings and the stories they could share. The excitement changed to hope and lasted till five minutes before the tour ended. Quite obviously, someone forgot to tell the animals.

    until next time, jungle talk

  • Turn Turn Turn

    Relationships. Hugs and backslaps give way to handshakes and then smiles. Swearwords give way to way to polite greetings and then a ‘Hi’. Long chats give way to short conversations to scraps on orkut and then to nothingness. Maybe that’s the way life is, but maybe its also time, place, context and things unexplainable. Fade.


    until next time, we say ‘it depends’ 🙂

  • I remember a house, like a lot of other houses, a yard…..

    From streets lined with trees, from flyover constructions, from roads whose names gave indications of a colonial past, from temples and their loudspeaker bhajans and flower fragrances, from an old theatre that played mallu movies, from rail tracks and the hoot of the occasional train. To change, and the creation of another set of memories.

    until next time, shift