Evince - #AWordEveryday

The yearly progress report card was couriered home. She opened it with shivering hands, reciting a silent prayer.

"FAIL" in bold red letters, stared straight at her. For the third consecutive time.

When it reached dad, he was fuming. He exited the living room in exasperation, and stormed into her bedroom.

She thought she heard an explosion, something had gone crashing to the floor. She inched towards the room, trembling in fear. Her dreaded nightmare was unkindly unfolding in front of her.

Dad could have broken her violin, but the marks on her fingers will evince the phenomenal artist in her, forever.

Picaroon - #AWordEveryday

Pick-pocket -check

Felt up a woman - check

Stole a gold chain - check

Tricked a foreign tourist couple - check

Scratching crotch in public - check

Done with his task list for the day, he slipped into comfort on his favourite bench at Dadar station. Humming a popular item song, he opened a packet of biscuits, to go with his 17th cigarette of the day and hot cup of chai.

Without minutes, a child came dragging herself up to him. She had no legs, and torn clothes. Weeping, she pointed to the biscuits.

For the first ever time, it moved him. For the first ever time, he parted with something he stole. It confused him, but for the first ever time, the picaroon felt pity.

Hatred. Rains. Love.

The hatred towards rain got us talking,
Of dirty potholes, difficult travel and sleepy weather.

The hatred towards rain got us meeting,
In a cozy restaurant, over a bowl of hot soup.

The hatred towards rain got us dating,
Huddled under a pretty black umbrella.

The hatred towards rain got us smiling,
Looking at each other braving the weather.

The hatred towards rain got us craving,
For each other when rainy discomfort crawled in.

The hatred towards rain got us together, to last forever.

And now the rains have returned, and I'm ready to fall deeper in love.