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