. . . my imaginary friend

Yet another day of childhood

“Good morning, babu! Wakie-wakie…” She chirped into his room. She responded to his usual “2 more minutes” plea with a crisp and almost impatient, “Come on-come on, let’s wake up. I am going to the kitchen to make you your glass of milk. Don’t forget to brush your teeth, your brush is ready, ok?” “Let’s […]

Koshish

wp-1476587068369.jpeg

मिली हवाओं में उड़ने की  सज़ा यारों, कि मैं ज़मीन के रिश्तों से कट गया यारों।  ~ वसीम बरेलवी ~ ~ ~ हवाओं में उड़ने से रिश्ता जो कट गया यारों,  रिश्ता वो नहीं, वहम है वो मन का, यारों। उड़ना चाहूँ, ज़मीन पर भी मैं रहना चाहूँ निभा न सके इतना, कच्चा रिश्ता मेरा […]

Heaven

Heaven

    The moon, she looks so close from here, maybe heaven is too.         Deep in the seas, lies a piece of heaven, I know.                   Maybe like they say, heaven is where we are Only, we haven’t a clue.

सूखे आँसू

IMG_20140910_125525

ख़त्म हुई बातें प्यारा भी न रहा ये सन्नाटा खूबसूरत थी वो तड़प अब है खरोचती ये बेक़रारी दे दी खुशियाँ हो गये  शुरू ये ग़म बह गये सारे रह गयीं ख़ाली ये आँखें कौन सम्भाले सिवाय मेरे अब ये उदासी?

You Never Call

YouNeverCall_BrokenWindow

~ ~ ~ This 55-word story is in response to a prompt on ‘You Never Call’ from here.

Solitary

IMG_20141004_195615_ratatetosmile

“So, heard about the water shortage this year?” She asked like any stand-up comedian would start a joke. “Yyyepp! 30% short. I don’t get these farmers though. If they’ve no rain, let them have water tankers.” She grinned at a booing crowd. “Come on! Wouldn’t Marie Antoinette say that?” Her humor had but one fan. […]

Twinge

IMG_20150816_171656

He prepped himself for another operation. The routine procedure needed one change. 1. Get attracted. 2. Get attached. 3. Attack, be attacked; hurt, be hurt. 4. Dress the wound. 5. Rip the bandage. 6. Rinse, repeat. “She’s beautiful, what a lovely conversation,” his heart sang as his mind prepped to skip steps 2 to 5. […]

Owl

wpid-img_20150603_111610_hdr_1439302096045.jpg

“Owls painted on her room’s wall, an origami owl, an owl locket in her necklace, now she wants an owl tattoo! Doctor, surely her psyche is saying something.” Before the psychiatrist could say anything, the eleven year old said, “Mom, I’m wise in English and quite a fool in Hindi, doesn’t that say it all?” […]

There was a scribble and there was a ...

scribble

scrib… scratch scribble scribble scratch scribble scribble scribble scribble scribble scribble scribble scribble scratch scratch scratch scratch scratch scratch scratch scribble scribble scribble scribble scribble scribble scribble scratch scribble scribb…scrat scribble scribble aaaaarrrrggggh! scratch scratch scratch scratch scratch scratch scratch scratch scratch scratch scratch scratch scratch scratch scratch scratch scratch scratch scratch scratch scratch scratch

Foul mood

Foul Mood: Fixed

           

in your letter box

order in chaos