Rag Picker

The hardest part of being with her is listening to her one-sided conversations. He is not interested anymore, but there were days when he just wanted to listen to her and look at her eyes when a multitude of expressions crossed her face. Now he does not look at her when she speaks, but nods or simply does a ‘hmm’. “Why did I settle for this”, he thinks. He is still as attractive as when he was in college, and he knows it because even today morning in the subway a girl tried to flirt with him. He ignored. He knows he is in the brim, one day he might end up in a cramped apartment in a different neighbourhood, and one day he will get down at a different stop with a stranger. It is just a question of when. Four Years Back The day he saw her, he fell in love. He fell in love with her from a distance, a distance as long as the one that they have in their relationship right now. Fast forward few months and they were cuddling in a shaky bed in her rented apartment. They were in love, and they ...

She kept looking at the bubble gum stuck to the ceiling, it missed the fan by a few inches. She looked at it long enough that her vision blurred, so much that she had to blink her eyes twice to see perfectly again. She turned to her side and started looking at this big guy lying next to her, probably fully naked, but the sheets covered everything beyond his ‘transversus abdominis’. She thought it was weird for her to know that word, most people just know it as ‘V-Cut’ or the ‘Sex lines’. But she is a fitness freak and so is this big guy who laid next to her. She could not stop looking at his body, and is probably one of the reasons why he was there sleeping next to her. She again shifted and kept looking at the gum. This time even her thoughts blurred along with her vision. “Kanna, how many times I have told you not to spit the gum on the walls?” “But it is a game daddy. I am practicing, so that I can win when I play with my friends during our su-su break” “Last warning Kanna. I won’t ...