Category: satire

Another Slice of a Superlife – Vol 2

Non Stop was right in the middle. The striking-yellow bus was named ‘Radhamol’ and had a ‘Chavakkad-Vytila via Lulu Mall’ board dangling behind the windshield. It was motionless, but making whirring noises. Black smoke spread behind it, giving it an appearance of a poorly Photoshopped image.

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Gopalan Nair stretched his legs, while opening the previous day’s newspaper. That morning’s had not arrived yet. Sitting by the window but without looking out of it, he opened the pages that had now lost their freshness. He skimmed through the front page. The opposition had opposed something; India had won an ODI series; a […]

Red Wedding

Everyone seemed to be looking at me; like I was bound to be treated so. I cared the least. I cruised through the evening traffic, on my bike. ‘Fashion Studio’ the LED-lit board gleamed even in the daylight. I parked my bike in front of the studio and walked in. The recent revamping of business […]

Day and Night

It was a bright Sunday morning; the kind that latched people to their beds for an extra hour. It had rained late in the night, leaving everything mildly cleansed. Leaves held onto drops of water, but willing to roll them down at the slightest of movements. The Husband stretched himself while still on the bed, […]

Awan

Uncle Awan was a hero. Throughout my childhood, he was my favourite member of the family, and I felt more connected to him than with my brothers. He taught me cricket, gave me my first ever wallet and took me to movies, where I always got a large tub of popcorn and a lime soda. […]

ട്ടയർ മൊട്ടേണ് | Tyre Mottene

I woke up with a sense of liberation. No alarm or roomie awoke me, for a change. The sleep had the freedom to drain off completely. That, was not normal, with the job ongoing. But today is, I remembered as I resolved things around me, Deepavali. I looked around. The array of mattresses lay empty […]

Ergo

The door opened. Stefan had noticed it had been closed for a while, though he was comfortably couched on the sofa in the living room. He had assumed Tanushree to be taking a nap; after all, she wasn’t at her best today, skipping food and seemingly tired. But his guess couldn’t have been more wrong, as in […]

The Day I met Aliens in Cochin – Part 3

Read Part 1 here. Read Part 2 here. Only one girl had ever come out with me for a date. A lunch, rather than a date, since date was more of a fruit than a happening here. Out of boredom perhaps, she had dared me to slip a fake Rs 500 note with SRK’s face in it along with […]

The Day I met Aliens in Cochin – Part 2

Read Part 1 here. Almost midnight, the clock said. The whole house was sleepy, if not already asleep, except my impulsiveness. Within minutes I had pawed out of my home, into the night-y chill, only a mobile (for the night shots of nothingness for Instagram) and my RockRider (which was surprised to see my butt again) as […]