T 5635

By Arjun Basu | Published: June 3, 2012

He posts photos of smokestacks and achieves internet fame. His dad stops loving him. Because jealousy isn’t old or new media. It is eternal.

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T 5634

By Arjun Basu | Published: June 3, 2012

She ate the last cookie and he made a face and said, Great, and she said, You never even ate one of them, and he said, That’s not the point.

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T 5633

By Arjun Basu | Published: June 3, 2012

He closed the windows as her yelling continued. And he started to laugh. I love you, he said. And then she stopped yelling, and laughed too.

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T 5632

By Arjun Basu | Published: June 3, 2012

I tapped the fish tank and the thing shattered. I just tapped it, I said. My friend scrambled to save her helpless fish. Just a tap, I said.

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T 5631

By Arjun Basu | Published: June 3, 2012

She shows him a photo of a goat in her book and he says, I wonder how that tastes? and she closes the book. And he says, Put it on your lap.

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T 5630

By Arjun Basu | Published: June 3, 2012

The marriage was coming undone in front of them. Let’s go buy something, he said consolingly. She said ok. Though she knew it wouldn’t help.

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T 5629

By Arjun Basu | Published: June 3, 2012

They argued inside the Japanese restaurant. He was livid with her. She reached her chopsticks into his bowl. Don’t touch my noodles, he said.

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T 5628

By Arjun Basu | Published: June 3, 2012

The balloon floats away and the girl asks, Is it going to heaven? and I say, No but it will kill some birds, and she wails. And I feel smug.

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T 5627

By Arjun Basu | Published: June 3, 2012

I laughed and laughed and then picked her up and said, OK maybe that wasn’t funny, and she wobbled on her broken heel, and I laughed harder.

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