Caress :
She looked fresh, felt soft, probably softer than a flower’s petals. He felt happiness, but couldn’t express it, numbed as he was. The doctors were cleaning her, getting her ready for life. He smiled at her, as he held her in his arms, gently caressing her little hands, his first show of love for her.
Reading :
The station board read “Nungambakkam”. There was a long way to go. He opened the book to read and the phone beeped. Fishing it out to check the notification, he ended up reading other tweets. He looked out and his destination was reached. He got out, and waddled home, worried about his dwindling reading habits.
Delirium :
The starting bell rang. He picked up the question paper. Question One killed him. He fretted, his palms sweating, he looked behind him. His friend was intently writing. He watched the rhetoric questions make a mockery of his life. Unable to take it anymore, he walked out of the exam hall before he broke down.
Neck :
“It’s just a stuffed toy”, he said and gave his toy a last forlorn look. It was one of the most hideous things the village had ever seen. As he was taken away, people discussed in hushed voices.
“What a psychopath!”
“What happened?”
“He had slashed her neck and..and is calling the body a toy.
Appearances :
“You cannot go inside”, he was told. When asked why, the security retorted, “Your village clothes. Look at you, dhoti, toilet slippers. You have to only wear western clothes. This is a Five-star hotel, okay?”
“I know. I am the owner of this hotel. Now let me in.”
He was ushered in with utmost respect.
Reminiscences, Illusions & Dreams 