Shrikant Joshi

A lovelorn Romeo...

He had the face of an injured puppy, the kind that melts human hearts and I had a meeting to attend. Not able to withstand the squished-emotions-face any more, I (quite reluctantly) went up to him and sat beside him, afraid he would start (what he thought was) the only

My buddy next door...

He was waiting eagerly at the door, though not for me, it would seem from the expressions on his face. Constantly checking his wrist-watch and his wall clock he seemed to be in a hurry, wanting to head off, somewhere or maybe… nowhere. Anyways, more than courtesy, it was curiosity