Sonal Singh On Sonal's Table

From across the road, our eyes met that summer. We both took the same bus. She took it to work and I took it back from work. Our timings on and off the bus were the only thing that coincided. That and our eyes which coincidentally met as she boarded …

Alarm doesn’t go off, I’m late for work. The maid absconds, my cabwala’s a jerk. The lift malfunctions, I have to walk up 7 floors. Son’s teacher calls, “Ma’am, come grace our doors.” Damn! I say and walk 7 floors down again. My heel breaks, I get an ankle sprain. …

Solitude is like fine sugar spun like floss on a stick That can sweeten your taste buds & satiate a craving. Solitude is like silence wrapped in the night’s veil That can soothe you and lull you to sleep like a lullaby.   Solitude is a yearning that you feel …