Saturday, July 30, 2011

140 - Character - Less


Some of my very very short stories that I have written for Twitter and Facebook. Some of them are lesser than 140 characters.

Yeah you can follow me on Twitter @vivek13th and on Facebook too Viveksingh.
  • He thought he heard her call his name. He turned around and found her talking to someone else. She turned around and looked through him.

  • He cracked his knuckles. His neck ached. He'd been lying there for hours. He felt the cold metal trigger as he saw her appear at her window.

  • It would have been a night to remember hadn't the bullet missed. It still became a night to be remembered.

  • They had walked 20 miles in the scorching heat. The crowd at the well looked like a fair from a distance. The daughter & mother stood gaping.

  • The price of one roti was Rs. 1.50. He had Rs. 3 with him and four mouths to feed. He had 3 options to go with. Beg, steal or kill.

  • Mumbai is all about running, run after the train, run after the taxi, run after your job, your client, run or the signal will change. Run.
  • The sun lay shattered into a billion shimmering pieces, on the surface of the sea. She picked them up with her lonely brown eyes.

  • Each night he doused the fire within. Each morning he rose like a phoenix from its own ashes.

  • She picked up a bunch of keys, handed it to a shopkeeper & said 'I found these on the ground'. Somebody was going to have trouble with locks.

  • Time to start a new chapter. Time to chase new dreams.

  • There's a pileup on the highway called life.

  • When the sun goes down and I am all alone, will you be my refuge? When the days are still and the nights are violent, will you be my refuge? When the time is gone and no one remembers me, will you be my refuge?

  • कुछ सुन लिया तो लिख दिया... कुछ दिख गया तो लिख दिया... कुछ कह दिया तो लिख दिया... कुछ बिक गया तो लिख दिया
Which one did you like?

Thursday, July 28, 2011

Not Allowed


Dreamer, originally uploaded by CellPhoneClicker.

इस शहर में रुकना allowed नहीं है
थक कर कहीं रुक गए तो
धक्के खा कर चीखना allowed नहीं है
.
पल में भूल जाने वाले इस शहर में
याद रखना allowed नहीं है.
समय से race लगाते इस शहर में
वक़्त का होना allowed नहीं है.

भीड़ भरी सडकें
भीड़ में खोना allowed नहीं है.
ठोकरों से भरे इस शहर में
चोट पे रोना allowed नहीं है.

ज़िन्दगी के पीछे भागते
इस शहर में जिंदा होना allowed नहीं है.
सपनो की यह नगरी
इस शहर में सोना allowed नहीं है.