My Fair Lady

Going to the fair reminded Ranjit of his childhood. Memories of running about with friends and trying his hand at the different games gushed out of their mental cabinet. He also recalled what made eyes shine more than the scintillating lights was seeing couples having a jolly time at the fair. As he wrapped his…

Playful Killer

The person speaking to me in my head seems to be dancing. I can make that out from the warm inflections of her voice – a tell-tale sign of someone hopping about and singing aloud. Perhaps she’s happy that I got smitten by her bewitching cadence and gave in to her suggestion. Do all sadists…

Stayin’ Alive

“Hello, Ranjit?” “Good morning, dear sister. Fancy getting a call from you in the morning!” “You’re alive! It is really you! Oh, I was so worried.” Ranjit was about to start his motorbike but stopped midway. “Hey, what’s the matter Ananya. Did you have a bad dream?” “What? No, you doofus. Just go find a…