Abhinandan Kaul

I don’t remember when rest stopped being neutral. There was no announcement. No moment of realisation. It didn’t turn hostile overnight. It just slowly acquired weight. At some point, rest stopped being empty space and started feeling like time with expec... See more

It happened on a Wednesday evening. The kind where fog hangs over Noida like it’s trying to tuck the city into a blanket. The streetlights glimmer through it, making everything feel slightly unreal. I was sitting on my desk, phone in hand, scrolling becau... See more