by J.R.
My keyboard broke and I can't type certain letters which is a bit irritating. Now I opened the machine (took it apart) and tried working my way around it but it didn't help. Why render the laptop completely useless? Anyway, I have a good amount of work now and one might say that I have… Continue reading A broken keyboard
The television was on, the table empty and light in the corner lit the room poorly. He sat there staring outside the window. There is nothing but complete darkness outside yet he stares, there has to be something out there. A few days ago he heard a cat crying at night, went to see but… Continue reading On the other side of the window
I was assigned a very young driver by Uber this morning. I usually wait for the cab on the footpath and see people rushing to work or to wherever they go. My cab arrives and as I get in and I realize this guy was talking to someone on the phone and was in a… Continue reading Video call
Ma'am if you happen to read this then consider it a miracle. I saw you the other day when I was in the auto. You were in a Honda Civic the car I liked very much. Some other gentleman drove the car while you looked at something, your expressions were blank and I hate to… Continue reading Woman in a car
The constantly moving pixelated text bothered me more than ever. The train kept passing stations, wheels rolling on the familiar tracks. There were all sorts of warnings and instructions on the screen telling you to not carry your bag on the back to not crossing the yellow line. The text would keep flowing from right… Continue reading Neverending metro ride
I found myself in the rapid metro of the Millenium City aka Gurgaon now known as Gurugram. It was 8:30 pm and the metro went through Golf Course Road. It is famous for hosting offices of some of the largest companies like Zomato, KIA, Amex and so on. Now the beauty about it at night… Continue reading Millenium City
There is a guy in his early 20's in the metro, he is reading a book and is engrossed in it. He is thin and wears baggy jeans and a shirt that looks faded. There is a bag on the floor between his legs and he is facing the window but he is not paying… Continue reading Observing someone
​It was late at night and the room was too humid, I thought it would be better to go out on the small balcony for a while. I went out and saw pigeons resting on the cables that went through one side to the another and then naturally I saw up and then towards the… Continue reading The farewellÂ
he sits with his head down is he depressed or simply sad is he thinking about past or worrying about future why do I watch him why do I question it As he sat there watching this man,he was being observed.Little did he know,someone watched him too.Who was that someone and what poem did he… Continue reading Wonder
Thoughts of a Crooked Mind 