by Jafar Rehman
The faucet in the bathroom had been leaking for over two months now. Today he got up and took a wrench and wrestled with it. It didn't budge. A year ago the painter who did a shady job painted the whole tap. The paint dried off and acted like super glue. There was no way… Continue reading Cigarette
your heart and mine was different like poles like north and south we were intense and raw the fire burned bright like the Icarus we flew too close to the sun and burn ourselves out the awkward/weird photographs found their place in our phones and cameras and they burned in my mind i see the… Continue reading Memories
On that particular morning, I woke up thinking that today is the day. Just a very random thought and as I type this I wonder did I really say that? Anyway, I made some breakfast which is an achievement. Isn't it? Then a voice started taking over and told me to stay put. Getting stronger… Continue reading Citylights
There are days when I sit and start reflecting on the bullshit the world sells to us. How people on Twitter call each other ugly/trash and judge people. How Instagram is forcing us to post throwback pictures. How marketers will try and sell a concept to you to make your life better. The business of… Continue reading Enough
I have been lounging on the bean bag for hours now which isn't the best thing. The hall has one small light on and the episodes of Seinfeld keep playing on and on. I am way past my bed time but I cannot get myself to go and sleep. I am sleepy by the way.… Continue reading The bean bag
I have hit a block. But before that, I remember being in East of Kailash this one time. Due to barricading, I thought of taking a different way from inside the colony. I was driving with my window down and had some nice music on and then I hit a roadblock. Hah! So with no… Continue reading The scary block
My keyboard broke and I can't type certain letters which is a bit irritating. Now I opened the machine (took it apart) and tried working my way around it but it didn't help. Why render the laptop completely useless? Anyway, I have a good amount of work now and one might say that I have… Continue reading A broken keyboard
You and I had dreams. We had really big dreams and honestly I couldn't afford to dream much and now I finally realize I was wrong. Life had been difficult and it had been cruel. Anyway, I am not going to talk about my life today but about the notebook I found and what was… Continue reading The old diary
I had stopped planning any trips post-2013. After getting free from my duties I checked in to a hostel and then went around the grand city. I found myself at the entrance of The Taj, Mumbai. The difference was that I stood across the road. I looked at the majestic Arabian sea for quite some time, a… Continue reading Bombay Part 1
I noticed the fluttering pages of the diary on the table. It revealed several pages I had written to you over a certain period of time. I had tried to make sense and put it out there on the papers that were once blank. And then this thought crossed my mind that my letters, notes,… Continue reading Pages
