Ghost In The Office

Laptop's battery is about to die.

There is not a single soul on the 9th floor of this majestic tower in which my cabin resides. The security guards have switched off the corridor lights and the entire floor is only illuminated by the array of blue skirting lights.

I am about to pack up when I remembered a piece  of document I have left on a colleague's table. Its at the far corner of the room and all the lights have been put out. As I left my desk and approached the darkness, I felt  thousand of eyes looking at me. I realized that they are nothing but the red fuse lamps from the innumerable switch boards that adorn the office walls. 

A ghostly red halo is surrounding each of them and it makes the mind go dizzy if you look at it for a long while.

Trust and Hope

Hope, once lost can be found again in bits and pieces. 

Trust once broken remains broken... 

Monotone Of My Solitude

It is late night here in Kolkata and after a long wait winter has finally arrived. I lay awake in my bed with a train of thought as company. 

Late night revelations make my mind drift away to unknown places. Each time I visit, I have to work harder to return to the present world. 

A strange force, hidden form my eyes and even from my perceptions is slowly pulling me away. Only when I indulge in the monotone of my solitude, do I feel this force in action.