Serious Men

by Manu Joseph

a tiny stained-glass bathroom where one would fit, and two would be in a relationship.

Beautiful description of a bathroom in a Mumbai chawl

Traditionally on the Worli Seaface, infatuation fondled and love cried.

‘Hope,’ Acharya said, with bitter memories, ‘is a lapse in concentration.’

Superb

The end of an ox is beef, the end of a lie is grief.’

Ayyan was certain that there was no such thing called truth. There was only the pursuit of truth and it was a pursuit that would always go on. It was a form of employment.

Rather as an epitaph tells the story of a whole life in the hyphen between two dates.

Poignant