10-07-2025, 03:43 PM
Wednesday Night – The Whisper
The room was dark, but Ravi hadn’t closed his eyes in hours.
The fan above clicked faintly with each slow rotation.
His laptop sat shut on the desk, blinking silently.
From the street outside, the occasional sound of a scooter or a faraway dog filled the silence for a second, only to leave it deeper when they faded.
He turned again on the bed.
The sheets were crumpled. One pillow had been kicked to the floor.
His body was tired—but his mind wouldn’t stop turning.
It had been four days.
Four days without a single word.
No glance. No smile. No small joke between them.
She moved like he didn’t exist. As if he had never sat beside her for tea.
Never held the door. Never made her laugh that day she dropped sugar into her curry and blamed him.
And yet… she was everywhere.
The quiet sound of her anklet brushing the hallway.
The rustle of her dupatta outside the bathroom door.
The faint scent of her shampoo that lingered near the kitchen.
Everything about her stayed.
Everything but her.
The room was dark, but Ravi hadn’t closed his eyes in hours.
The fan above clicked faintly with each slow rotation.
His laptop sat shut on the desk, blinking silently.
From the street outside, the occasional sound of a scooter or a faraway dog filled the silence for a second, only to leave it deeper when they faded.
He turned again on the bed.
The sheets were crumpled. One pillow had been kicked to the floor.
His body was tired—but his mind wouldn’t stop turning.
It had been four days.
Four days without a single word.
No glance. No smile. No small joke between them.
She moved like he didn’t exist. As if he had never sat beside her for tea.
Never held the door. Never made her laugh that day she dropped sugar into her curry and blamed him.
And yet… she was everywhere.
The quiet sound of her anklet brushing the hallway.
The rustle of her dupatta outside the bathroom door.
The faint scent of her shampoo that lingered near the kitchen.
Everything about her stayed.
Everything but her.