David and Jennifer were having problems. I don’t want to plunge into details here. Let’s just say David left mid conversation. It wasn’t the right way to leave. Either he had stopped making sense or Jen was making too much of it. So he traversed his way down the stairs. Scurried through the underground parking[…]
He wasn’t sure why he had stopped for a Starbucks coffee on an island rest stop on the interstate. Perhaps he needed further convincing that Starbucks coffee was always served lukewarm and overrated or rather because after driving 200 odd miles on maddeningly straight roads his bored legs needed a stretch. David also wasn’t sure[…]
“You can’t possibly be falling for me. This is not how it was supposed to be! You weren’t supposed to fall for me!” David exclaimed, although in a gradually rising tempo. Jennifer received this with a good measure of utter confusion and speechlessness. “What?!” She managed, only barely. David was now facing her squarely yet[…]
Dear Jen Have I told you about my hometown? Have I told you about Nashik? It’s a small non pretentious town that lies east and north of much bigger towns of Mumbai and Pune. Sure, it is making an attempt fit in with these sister cities but that has never been on its priority list.[…]
I met her on the Plane to Frankfurt. She was German, yet she was cute. Her name was Jennifer but she told me that I could call her Jen. I told her my name was Dushyant and she could call me anything she wanted. She insisted that she call me Dushyant. Her glasses did not[…]
I have been tagged by Nupur to write a 55 word story. Here is my shot at nothingness. “I don’t love you any more”, Jennifer said calmly. David was stunned. In all these years, he never worried about the six-speed transmission. But now, every time he down-shifted he heard a definitive thud. Could it be[…]