It was late evening, as Ajay stood beside a dark blue sedan, waiting. People came and passed by, Ajay scrolled his phone, still waiting. Then the wait was over, he kept the phone inside the pocket and detached the tyre inflator from the tyre of the car, only instead of inflating it was being used…

Whether we admit it or not, somewhere within ourselves, the heart tries to find that meaningful connection with the right kind of answers. Friends are one such kind of connection and most people have them, near or far. But for a certain period around the school, college time, the closeness to friends is more than…

The evening Sun had started to visibly lose its brightness and people as they looked up at the sky, saw what was to come ahead, a restful end to the day or a very busy one. Mr Chabra was busy too, quietly pasting fliers of his business around. He looked around for any approaching police…

A silent morning began to come alive with human presence as two legs rushed on the road towards the park. The legs entered the park and headed towards a particular bush and behind it they hopped and a hand reached out to pick up something, a cricket ball. The evening a day before, Sanjit had…

Mr Rastogi stepped out with a watering pipe and began watering the plants. It was Sunday evening, Mr Rastogi had a good afternoon nap, something the rest of the week was devoid of. As he watered the plants, he thought of his son who had lost a considerable amount of Mr Rastogi’s money in a…

The late evening invited people out from their work, back to their homes and the roads became busy. Medha let the peak of this time pass away in a coffee shop. She sat at the same place every day, if possible, from there she could see the world outside, awaiting the moment which made her…

Shristi had been planning this for a long time; she had been trying to set up time for it, somewhere in between being busy and being lazy. Little did she know that when it would eventually happen, it would take a lot more time than what she had anticipated. So, one day during a government…

Mrs Damle was a housewife, in her 70s. Living a decent life with her retired husband who kept himself to his books most of the time. Their only son was divorced, but shared custody of his daughter. Their apartment was on the ground floor and the small porch in front of the second entrance which…

Mr Vaghani sat at an ongoing religious event in his society. He had stopped interacting after the initial few formal interactions. He preferred the silence, listening to the different sounds of the event, absorbing the energy it emitted in the air along with the distinct smell any event of such nature carried. All these reminded…

The cold air of early winter flowed in a modest manner. It was still early in the morning for a day such as Sunday. There were several people out, some who were already in their woollens, some who were feeling the cold but still for some reason known to them were still in their t-shirts.…

As the clock struck 6 in the morning, Mrs Mongia stepped out of her apartment and down in the elevator she went and out for a morning walk. It was a beautiful morning, then again, all mornings seen even for a second without a burdening complexity in mind can prove to be beautiful. She walked…

It was 8 am and Rikita hurriedly stepped out of her house with grocery bags and she met on the road her friend Lisha who was also carrying some bags. This was a planned meeting where they planned their visit to the supermarket. They walked quite happily discussing the list of things they intended to…

Bhuman sat with eyes focused on his laptop screen, looking through some reports his team had prepared. The smartwatch woke up with vibrations from the alarm set. It was lunch time. He got up and out of his study room and climbed the stairs down to the drawing room of the house. Bhuman heated the…