राहों और बाँहों का अजब साथ है
Did love’s labour loose?
The ruler of the city of the living dead rides the white horse of gluttony.
इस सरहद के पहरेदार
The chores were performed with perfection credible to machines. The plastic smile executed with poster perfection.
New year’s resolutions. All the promises we make to ourselves but don’t keep.
He was shocked by her bluntness. A strange hippy girl asking him a question that made no sense to him, he could not comprehend the situation, his business mind was too lost in the papers.
Each had wanted to hug the other and fight over his stupidity; they had wanted to behave the way they were before their argument, but neither moved.