T 6063

By Arjun Basu | Published: December 5, 2012

I checked in to the hotel and was shown my room. I said, What’s that? and the bellman said, That’s a bidet. And then a funny thing happened.

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T 6062

By Arjun Basu | Published: December 5, 2012

The dog chewed my shoe. I went to the cobbler, and said, The dog chewed my shoe. The cobbler said, I’m a cobbler. Then we hugged each other.

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T 6061

By Arjun Basu | Published: December 5, 2012

The magician waved his wand. Nothing happened. He looked into his top hat; the rabbits were being rabbits. I’m old, he said. To no applause.

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T 6060

By Arjun Basu | Published: December 5, 2012

After the date I called my mother and I said, I think I want to father her children, and my mother reached through the phone and slapped me.

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T 6059

By Arjun Basu | Published: December 5, 2012

I stared at the discarded bills on my desk, feeling a bit poor, and I said, For whom the bill tolls, but no one was around to call me smart.

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T 6058

By Arjun Basu | Published: December 5, 2012

The waiter carved the salt encrusted piglet and I took out my phone and starting taking photos, and by the time I was done my date had left.

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T 6057

By Arjun Basu | Published: December 5, 2012

And when she woke she said, This is the morning of my discontent, and I said, The night time is the right time, and then she forgot to laugh.

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T 6056

By Arjun Basu | Published: December 5, 2012

They men stood around comparing mythologies and one of them said, Coffee makes me poop, and then they talked about sports and compared burps.

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T 6055

By Arjun Basu | Published: December 5, 2012

He stood in front of her, almost naked, and he didn’t know whether to be proud or ashamed. Nice socks, she said. He felt a tinge of sadness.

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T 6054

By Arjun Basu | Published: December 5, 2012

Surfing on air. Leaving the ground. Being that which I never was. Or more than I might ever be. I had to kiss her. And dig into her lasagna.

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