The early evening sunrays slanted in through the window, lending a delicious warmth to the surroundings, yet warning of the impending chill as the sun started its travel towards the western horizon. Sameer felt the warmth seeping out of the room, and it was replaced by panic as he…

The December morning cold was threatening to drop down to levels as never before, people moved around bundled up even within the office. Papers shuffled, phone rang, a fax machine whirred, the sounds of keyboard clicks echoed from the proud owners of the few cabins and computers. However, every…

The cold winds whipped through the city, pleasing the roadside chaiwalas whose business thrived as people used whatever means of warmth they could get. The lone istriwala puffed as he aimed to accomplish his target, a small mountain of clothes sitting on the table. A brown mongrel sat near…

The morning was silent, and had undertones of anger, that was yet to be unleashed. The clock ticked 11am, and Munna shifted uncomfortably in his chair wondering what had he done wrong as Sameer paced the cabin like an angry lion, muttering under his breath. Gayatri came in with…

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…