EXPERIENCE AND SPACE

Mr. Utterson, the lawyer was a man of a rugged countenance, that was --

 

"Ruchiii"

 

"Ruchiiii"

 

"Let it be she is always this lost while using phone"

 

--never lighted by a smile; cold, scanty and embarrassed in discourse; backward in sentiment; lean, long, dusty, dreary and --

 

"Hey, Ruchi!! Kya kar rahi hai ?"

 

"Tch.. Nothing, just Wattpad "

 

"Okay"

 

-- lean, long, dusty, dreary and yet somehow lovable. At friendly meetings, and when the wine was to --

 

"RUCHII"

 

"Ye..yes"

 

"Why so smiley, ha?"

 

"Nope.. nothing"

 

--his taste, something eminently human beconed from his eye; something indeed which never --

 

"Aye Ruchi, (peeps in phone) phirse Wattpad?

 

"Uhhh…yup"

 

-- something indeed which never found its way into his talk, but which spoke not only in this silent symbols --

 

"Accha tell me something about Wattpad na"

 

"It's a platform where you can read write different Stori…"

 

"Do you also write stories?"

 

"No, I just read sto…"

 

"What type of stories do you read"

 

"Ummm…"

 

"Show me your Wattpad na"

 

(Urghhhhh)

 

"Please please please .."

 

"No please, I don't like to show m…"

 

"How rude !!"

 

"Arey?"

 

"BYE"

 

(Me moving out in some isolated place)

 

-- but which spoke not only in this silent symbols of the after-dinner face, but more often in the acts of his life. He was austere with himself; drank gin when he was alone, to mortify the taste of vintages; and though he enjoyed the theatre, had not crossed the doors of one for twenty years.………..