Mukesh Kumar

‘Has the bus E104 already left?’ I breathlessly reached the bus stop and asked the manstanding there.He was taken by surprise, as if I asked him for his wallet. After a pause he replied, ‘No.’I heaved a sigh of relief. As I returned to my normal breathing speed, I asked […]

A Love Story in Reverse!

Mukesh Kumar

And They Lived Happily Ever After!‘If the only prayer you said was thank you that would be enough.’—Meister EckhartAnd I mean it from the bottom of my heart. The benevolence and support that you all haveshowered upon this tiny blog has brought colossal contentment to our beloved Ramanima.Mumbled in between […]

A Train to My Marriage

Mukesh Kumar

I am afraid of heights of all kinds—valleys, mountains, rivers, railway station bridges andeven relationships make me sick. And today I am going to experience all of them.‘Krishna, come fast, we will miss the train!’ Mom shouts, breaking my train of thought.‘I would be glad if I could,’ I mutter, […]

The Girl Behind the Counter

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I leaned over the parapet of the balcony of my apartment on the fifteenth floor. Thepreparations for the evening bhajan ritual had begun, I deduced from the escalating humdownstairs. The building watchman was arranging gray Neelkamal chairs in a semi-circlebetween a sleek red Honda and a black Chevrolet SUV. I […]