T 6395

By Arjun Basu | Published: April 13, 2013

The successful man is on stage.The crowd applauds. The successful man says, Success is about not being lost. And the applause turns to boos.

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T 6394

By Arjun Basu | Published: April 13, 2013

His mother asks, When will you be too old for this? His friends laugh, and he says, When you’re embarrassed by my nudity. And she runs away.

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T 6393

By Arjun Basu | Published: April 13, 2013

The restaurant has buzz but the food is mediocre. My night is ruined, he says. What about mine? she asks, knowing her night is ruined as too.

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T 6392

By Arjun Basu | Published: April 13, 2013

He pays for his coffee. She says, Keep it. He refuses. She wonders why she can’t buy his happiness. Soon she’s broke and he’s still unhappy.

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T 6391

By Arjun Basu | Published: April 13, 2013

He steps out of the shower and says, I’m clean now. And she lays on the bed and says, Me too. They share a giggle. And proceed to get dirty.

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T 6390

By Arjun Basu | Published: April 13, 2013

She smiles so hard it hurts my face. I can imagine her shilling scented dish soap. You confound all of my expectations, I admit. She snorts.

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T 6389

By Arjun Basu | Published: April 13, 2013

I saw the whole thing, I told the policewoman. And then I started laughing. And I couldn’t stop. Can you believe how sensitive I am? I asked.

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T 6388

By Arjun Basu | Published: April 13, 2013

I drank the wine. A lady told me, You’re suppose to spit it out, and she pointed to a bucket. That night I told my kid grown ups were stupid.

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T 6387

By Arjun Basu | Published: April 13, 2013

The deer crap all over the yard. He thinks of the dollars he’s already spent. And for what? For deer shit. Too bad I hate venison, he thinks.

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T 6386

By Arjun Basu | Published: April 13, 2013

The car swims through oncoming traffic, like salmon on the spawn. The driver sneezes, and cars explode, one by one, and he tastes his guilt.

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