December 16. “Have you noticed how it gets dark by 6 whereas in the summer it is bright till 7 or even later?”
“How can I see anything being locked up in this dark room?”
“Button, I am extremely sorry but work has started and, hopefully, will get over in some time.”
December 17. “Friend, what are you doing on the computer past midnight?”
“I’m obviously here to talk to you a bit and then go to bed.”
“Why are you so late? Did you go somewhere?”
December 15. “Are you saving the kisses I send you every morning?”
“Each and every one.”
“The news I am going to share with you tonight is that Nata Mullick, a hangman in Kolkata passed away yesterday. He was 83 and was quite a guy. A documentary was made on him.”
December 14. 10pm. “Woke up at 5.30 this morning, washed up and was ready to wake up sir at 6.15 as he caught a flight to Delhi. Am dog tired.”
“Go to sleep early tonight.”
“Rani got her stitches removed today. The bigger wound is still raw.”
December 13. “Sir sulked for almost 24 hours. He refused to talk to anyone and continued to stay put in the guest room.”
“He seems okay now.”
“He is after he complained to my elder daughter once she got back home from her friend’s place. Men are such kids. So immature.”
December 12. “Christmas is 13 days away, Button, yet it doesn’t feel Christmas at all.
I don’t see any build-up to Christmas anywhere, no Christmas trees, no tinsel, nobody’s in a mood to shop…”
December 11. “Every fact I’ve read or heard and religiously followed is changing.
I was on the internet and checking out a site called Real Age when I came across this strange tip. It relates to chocolates and says that chocolate makes you smarter, chocolates weaken heart attacks but the last one takes the cake.”
December 10. “Button, it’s strange and hard to believe how one can hear so much commotion in an apartment so high up.
We thought the noise up here would be minimal but that is not so! We hear every street sound and, this is a noisier time because of the wedding season. To the beating of drums, movie songs are played at an unbearable crescendo. It’s sheer madness.”
Flash Post 24!
“Button, a penny for guessing what this is!
Knowing you and, had you been around, I guess your answer would have been: a cigarette stub/a piece of paper/a small twig!”
Flash Post 23!
“Button, Moti’s in the habit of giving us heartbreaks and anxiety now and then! Remember me telling you that he had found this haven atop a wide boundary wall where he would sit and look skywards and converse with God?”