Deep com(m)a...

Bhaag bhaag...

Ek aandhi aayi hai...

IPL

freeHAND by Ashish Mukherjee

Gone

I saw him breathe irregularly
I saw him roll up his eyes
I saw his nose emit a frothy substance
I saw his eyelids shut by half and freeze
I saw the unsuccessful heart pumps
I saw the 'straight line' on the ECG slip
On a July morning, all alone in a hospital crowd, I saw my father die...
R.I.P. JKM

4 Wheel Drive

Go

One spring morning, they woke up to open prison doors and missing guards...

(Bad) Luck By Chance

Hospital. He lay in bed. She came naked. Breasts, chest; their crotches met. He moaned in ecstasy, or was it pain? The anaesthesia faded, his dream ended. Sunstroke, ambulance, hospital... – now it all made sense. She came, caressed him (again). He felt the stitches, and her breath – “I’m Dr Vidhi. We stole your kidney. Now, rest.”