Nothing
The crowded train lurched
The man in blue shirt at the door
Lost his balance
The train moved on
Nothing
On the bed he was snoring a while ago,
No more snoring
She stopped sobbing
Nothing
The web is agog with
What to wear what to drape
Drop the d
Nothing
At the signal
A small hand barely reaches the window
I shut the window
Nothing
Fraud on the Dalal street
Some one’s heart may have missed a beat
Nothing
As I watched the night sky
I could see enormous patches of darkness
Nothing 