Something unusual happened that day. I had just received a mail about someone’s ‘Dissatisfaction regarding quantity, quality & increased food price.’ It instantly reminded me of the quote, ‘For too long, you and I have been quiet.’ I was happy that someone has gathered the courage to speak about it….
“Why don’t you write?” The question assailed him again. He wanted to tell them the truth. About what writing meant to him. Why did he start writing in the first place? Perhaps it was her emotions that filled the void between his words. It was she who used to add meaning to…
He wrote a book about her beauty. She gifted the book to a stranger. Now she wants the stranger to read what the boy wrote for her.
As he woke up from siesta, he sensed sound waves falling on his ears. He turned around and noticed that the weather has changed during past few hours. The tiny droplets were striking the window pane as if a painter is stroking yet another masterpiece on glass. He just imagined…