Fiction
My fingers mistake these
days the letters on the keyboard. I’m
growing old and I’m lovin it. I make
mistakes and I forgive myself since the keyboard cannot forgive.
“But why the hell did you
kiss the girl?” The keyboard asked.
“Because she is going to
suffer,” I said. “Suffer a lot. Too sensitive, too rebellious, too confused.”
“You kissed her in
public!”
“On the forehead.”
“In public?”
“In front of a few other
students. Is that public?”
“Isn’t it?”
“Where two or three
people are gathered, is it public?”
“Isn’t it?”
“Ok, for argument’s
sake. What’s your problem now?”
“Isn’t your problem
mine? Your fingers slip and Windows has
to keep autocorrecting your errors. I
hate it when Windows interferes.”
I laughed. “Why do you love me so much?” I asked.
“Because I know all your
secrets.”
“Really?”
“Hmm. Your touch carries
all your secrets.”
I stopped typing. I went to the dining room and poured a whisky
on rocks. I took a sip and kept the rest
near my laptop.
And put my fingers on the
keyboard.
“Upset with something?”
asked the keyboard.
“Shit,” I said.
“No, just the opposite.”
I took another sip.
“Celebrating New Year?”
asked Keyboard.
“Yup.”
“Got a greeting?”
I gasped. Cnt
keep dstnce as lng as u leave futprnts. Wll fllw u in new yr. Happy New Year. I recalled the message.
“Yup,” I said again.
“Another girl who will
have to be kissed on the forehead?”
“I don’t want. I’m tired.”
“You are not. The public make you feel so.”
“I can’t bear it anymore.”
“What?”
“Innocent love.”
“Suffering?”
“The year is dying. Can
we take leave?”
Keyboard laughed. Like a madman. I emptied my whisky on rocks.
“Happy New Year,” said
Keyboard.
“Cheers!” I said.
“Hey, stop!” Keyboard said as I was about to shut down the
laptop.
“Kya?” I asked. Hindi comes to me when I’m irritated.
“Did you notice that lovin was not autocorrected in your
opening para?”
“Para? Damn it! Happy New Year to you.”
Beautiful one. btw,what was the brand?...sorry,just kidding.
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