The sound of raindrops falling heavily over the wooden portico kept Kay awake late in the night. She kept telling herself it was the rain that had washed her sleep away, even though a stale taste of a rotten conversation with Johnston was still on her lips. It had been a long time since she [...]
Saturday, July 19, 2008
The train was slowing down and so was my heart. I didn’t know why I was coming back. The hope that brought me back was as feeble as a candle lit in a windstorm. But then, hope is like love, intoxicating. It makes all the windstorms seem like a vivid fallacy. I hoped that she [...]
Saturday, July 19, 2008
I am sorry, I can’t say those words. They are too difficult for my ego. A cold fog rolls in and makes things invisible. Still, the pain solstice of her face tears apart the fog, and my heart too. It’s her pain, but is getting into my bones. I can see her swollen foot. I hurt [...]
Saturday, July 19, 2008
FADE IN EXT. CAFE REVERIE - EVENING Its just after the rain; the sun hasn’t come out yet and the streets are still wet. Some chairs are placed on the side walk alongside the cafe window. A lamp post is just switched on and is trying to wrap its hazy light around itself. A fresh stream of fragrance flies in [...]
Saturday, July 19, 2008
FADE IN EXT. CAFE REVERIE - EVENING There is a hint of sun’s presence behind the clouds that have started gathering over the murky evening sky. It might start raining anytime. There is just one table and a couple of chairs placed on the sidewalk just outside the restaurant. The lamp post is still asleep and there is humidity in the air [...]
Saturday, July 19, 2008
“You have beautiful eyes”, she heard a soft but profound voice of a man who seemed to have traveled a lot, knowing many places, people and dialects. Even though she didn’t like the intrusion while she was out shopping for shades, she garnished a smile onto her lips and turned around, “thank you”, she uttered as [...]
Saturday, July 19, 2008
Furnace smoke, dirty clothes and a stinking breath littered with the smell of cheap cigarettes was all her days were filled with. “God damn your soul, you little useless woman, whatever you cook tastes like meal from hell” it was a trademark compliment she would often get from her husband who couldn’t tell the difference between [...]
Saturday, July 19, 2008
Bricks, sand, steel and the deafening sounds of dreadful machines; as far back as she could remember that’s how her life had become. Her feet had long forgotten the soft feel of a pair of comfortable shoes or even remotely fashionable sandals; her only comfort was that wooden plateau that would bend a fraction to take [...]
Saturday, July 19, 2008
She danced like a wild mare. Her bare feet moved on that solid cold floor unwillingly and unintentionally, out of sheer habit of tapping on the beat of some provocative music. Her hands flickered in asymmetrical motion slitting that thick air filled with cigarette smoke and smell of cheap alcohol. She danced scarcely clad, with her [...]
Saturday, July 19, 2008
He went silent. After having lumbered through the streets while the night fell softly from the sky, he rested on a rude patch of the sidewalk. An aged lamppost glared at him with its quivering pale light; adding extra melancholy to his already burdened day. Words had run out; and whatever voice was left to his [...]
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Saturday, July 19, 2008
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