It’s Only Love

“Hi, there,” I greeted with the best smile I could manage. “What do you want?” The words were intermixed with a sigh. The night outside the cell was intrusive, silent. “I’m just going around visiting patients for a project, to know about the…their…um.” “Madness,” he said turning towards me. The springy bed didn’t make any…


Ranjit was driving home on his Bajaj motorcycle. It had been a long day repairing computers in south-west Delhi. It wasn’t his job anymore to go fix faulty machines, but their chief repair person had gone to his village, leaving Ranjit as the only one capable enough for the job.