“Good night, Pratap.” I had asked her for a good night voice note. Just her voice—soft, unthinking, unburdened. She sent it. Two words. My n...

I stared at the invitation on my desk, its gold-embossed letters gleaming mockingly under the desk lamp. A wedding. An elaborate affair, no ...

I remember waking up groggily, the faint sound of the door unlocking pulling me from sleep. She was late, much later than usual. Her steps w...

“ Hare Krishna ,” the words barely escaped her lips, soft and reverent, as she curled closer into my arms. It was not just a murmur—it was a...

“Hey, how’s the job going?” A WhatsApp notification popped up on my phone. It came from Arjun. It was not a “Hey, how are you?” or a “Hi, it...