A Vintage Print

 We don't lose people at once. It happens in parts. You know it when life is falling apart. But you can never really feel it on behalf of someone, can you? The fear of not seeing your father board the train when he got off at a station to buy something for you; the fear of losing the sight of your mother in a vegetable market; the fear of reading a newsflash about an earthquake in the city of someone you love; the fear of not seeing your brother return to home on time; the fear of watching your best friend shift home; the fear of failing in a final exam; the fear of getting your wallet lost; the fear of knowing your partner cheat; the fear of watching her with someone else; the fear of watching him fall out of love; the fear of not achieving your dreams; the fear of not being liked by the new class – isn't it so real? Every one of us is always going through something or the other. But mostly, we all are going through something because of someone and someone is going through som...

 A Voice note I left in her inbox “it's not a long speech as I am out of words quite often these days, especially when I want to talk. I miss you a lot, suddenly. More often than I should. I randomly talk to the flowerpot you gifted me last year. And I still water the dead hibiscus in your name. I guess people try the most when things are gone. They asked me to spend whole day for one phone call. mumbai is brutally cold these days. Especially these days, because, perhaps, most probably — you are not around anymore. absence is cold because it's hauntingly alive always. there's a new word game that the entire internet is playing. I typed your name in it and it said word not found — the irony of loving somebody stays here, where the person is not found after a brief moment in love. I am sorry, but I have to tell you that you were a terrible kisser. I have to tell you that whenever you laughed into my chest I almost wanted to kiss you but you were still a terrible kisser. this ...