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Choice

Minu looked at her watch again. He was late. Or, she was early. As she was to every date or appointment. She couldn’t help it. The clock inside her set up a clanging gong as the appointed time arrived. It … Continue reading

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Synonyms For Green

My ringing phone is perched precariously on top of the files for today. Steadying it with my sweaty chin I leave court. Sweating. In bloody Bangalore. And not a single drop of rain. I dump my files in the association … Continue reading

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Give Me My City Back!

As 98B took a right, Into the cave of New BEL Road.Trees on either side,Extended a cool welcome back home.Tree-caves we used to call them,In a jungle called Bangalore. Indiranagar or Ashoka Pillar,The caverns looked the same.Green heads on brown … Continue reading

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BWW Star: Open face sandwiches

R came back home late from work one day to find his wife drawing a penis on a piece of paper. For days after, he thought about it the way one would toss salad around on a plate. K had … Continue reading

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BWW Star: Dilemma

Rakesh had been in the city for a while and had been Bangalored over the years. He wondered about how Bangalore had changed over the last decade. A beep on his computer drew his attention back to the code that … Continue reading

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BWW Star: The Wait

There are two others with me here. We don’t talk to each other, not sure if we can though, never tried it. There’s the old man who prefers the damp corner of the broken wall, he doesn’t talk much. Just … Continue reading

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BWW Star: The Street

He tries, albeit unsuccessfully, to stifle the yawn that seems to rise out of nowhere from inside his body.  His head has been throbbing for the last five minutes, he hasn’t shaved or showered and there is a persistent itch … Continue reading

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