December arrived with a cold wave, the winds causing chafed skin, and people burrowed in layers of woollens. Sameer was up early in the morning, as usual, because it was Monday. He pulled on a jacket and combed his hair, whistling in excitement of meeting Naina. It had been…

The birds twittered outside, returning to their home and the sky began to glow in shades of orange and red as the sun started to dip slowly in the western horizon. Naina sat in his arms looking at the multitude of shades and felt as if same explosion of…

The clock struck 10pm and the room was silent, the air blowing cold from the open window, there were some sounds from the other rooms in the house, but Sameer sat completely lost. He gazed at the handkerchief, the pink kiss mark, and the message Naina had left for…

Murmurs vibrated in the hall, but two people were cocooned in a bubble of love. Sameer pulled Naina even closer, barely controlling himself from kissing her, he swallowed, touching her lips once again. Her eyes were dark and deep, the whiskey colour looked like aged bourbon. Naina could see…

The temperatures dropped further compelling people to pull out woollen clothes from the old tin trunks stashed in the corner of the shelves near ceiling. Men could be seen taking an early morning walk with monkey caps pulled over their face. Sameer paced in his bedroom, brochures in hand,…

The evening was typical of greyish winter, a truck had punctured in the middle of the road causing a traffic jam, and cars and two-wheelers were honking equally loudly, street hawkers were taking advantage of the chaos and pestering people to purchase their wares. However, going back to his…