http://slow.writerscafe.org/sen_saurav1986 The original writings of author Saurav Sen en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776195804 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 He was in office..its nearly 10:30 PM. He looked at his watch...there's loads more to be done..the block of code he's working on is gonna go for testing phase in two days.. He'll have toextend till 1 AM.. two bays away another unfortunate soul is typing away.. hummingaway a Kailash Kher .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sen_saurav1986/1181380/ He looked out of the window. In a distance he could see the playground. He could see several boys running about and passing the ball. The football match was in full swing. The noise made by the spectators made it clear that everyone on the other side of the window was having a wonderful tim.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sen_saurav1986/1033091/ "On a desolate island stood a rock... Whom the lashing sea waves used to mock "Thou art a dark mark on this island's countenance.. Mitigating its beauty and elegance."... The rock remained unperturbed to such a taunt Considering himself a 'land-mark' of a region so gaunt "Just like the rising .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sen_saurav1986/954491/ "The trajectory of Life- I cannot measure.. What do we seek? Respect or treasure? Lost in the wilderness, I can smell the forest fire.. Asphyxiated I am in this treacherous quagmire How do i escape from this nadir of despair? All I pine for is a little fresh air...." http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sen_saurav1986/954486/ "When I look at the isolated tuft of grass on the otherwise barren land.. From a distance, I can faintly hear Hope playing the band... "Solitude is apparently not what it seems.. It gives you an opportunity to analyze your own dreams It is the time to let your emotions run wild So tranquilize the.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sen_saurav1986/954484/ "Why the hell do I cry for you mate... Is it because you I love or hate? Hatred is a such a amazingly weird feeling... That makes you even more appealing It keeps you veiled within my inner being... But proclaiming aloud that memories are fleeing You pulsate within like a rhythmic vibrato But what i.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sen_saurav1986/954480/ Rajit walks in one evening, overwhelmed by his recent achievement. He says aloud “Baba, my tickets are done, so I fly in two weeks.”“So you are obdurate on your decision I see. Great !! so be it. I am good if you are good. But you will come back, won’t you?” enq.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sen_saurav1986/954478/ "He turned back...still in dilemma. There it was. On the table by the sofa. The picture of the two people ..who would be happiest in the world to know he can come back now. But can he go back ? The other picture....that has long been removed..but it's still there..not even making the min.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sen_saurav1986/954477/ Amidst the surf, I walk upon the empty beach.. And there lies the undefined horizon beyond my reach.. I cannot help interrogating this imaginary line Because I am flabbergasted that he is still so benign He who makes two vast empires to converge Boasting in pride- he is devoid of such urge We with v.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sen_saurav1986/948650/ I have been with him ever since he was 15.. I was there, waiting under the tree, while he played cricket.He used to hit the umpire for declaring him "out". Later hugged him and made up for he was the boy who stayed next door. Seeing them I used to chuckle under my breath. I was there for.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sen_saurav1986/948649/