Couples at the Gym
Among treadmills humming like distant traffic and dumbbells clinking in tired rhythm, I have found a species at the gym...
January 30, 2026
The Resolution That Refused to Stay
It was only the second week of January when Swami walked into the café looking like a man who had...
The Silence Between Two Sentences
When I write dialogue, I often catch myself doing too much. Explaining, clarifying, justifying — as if my characters would...
The Umbrella Repair Shop
It started raining just as I stepped out. A proper, old-fashioned rain — the kind that doesn’t drizzle politely but...
While Waiting for Hotel Check-In
My flight to Amritsar landed at 12:30 pm.With admirable optimism and accurate mathematics, I assumed I would reach the hotel...
The Smartwatch Syndrome
When Swami walked into the café last Sunday, he wasn’t looking at us. He was staring at his wrist. “Sixty-eight,”...
The Sleeper Train
A few days back, I travelled overnight by train after a very long time. Trains were commonplace while in college...
A Pile of Crumpled Paper
There is this quintessential image of a writer trying to write at his desk but unable to. A pile of...
The Queue at the Airport
Swami was fidgeting even before we entered the terminal. The line to get inside stretched across the lobby, people shifting...