Nanotales

"Hey, I have written a poem, will you care to listen?", he asked her nervously. "Okay", she said knowing where the conversation will lead to. The poet began reciting his master piece. She was mesmerised. "I love you", he said in the end. "I'm sorry", was her reply. Even at the ripe age of 60, that masterpiece is still his favourite one. After all first love never fades! -Nandu

Years later, they bumped into each other in the movie theatre. Both glanced at each other and smiled. "Who is he?", her husband asked. "No one", she was quick to respond. "Who is she?", his wife asked. "No one", he replied. Some things do not change. Years ago they used to lie to their parents. And now to their partners. -Nandu

He texted his friends regularly, some were busy, so ignored, some just ignored. But for the sake of their friendship which he carefully nurtured for years, he continued. Then one fine day he decided to stop. And so did the friendship end. He finally decided to move on like them instead of dwelling in the past. -Nandu

Writing "Save trees on paper". Tweeting "#social networks disconnecting us". Tracing family trees to generation back, When you haven't spoken to your brother in ages. "I am weird" the t-shirt says. Indeed aren't we a generation of anomalies!! -Angitha & Nandu

He and she met again. He was happy to see her again. But she was afraid that her life would tumble again. -Nandu

He kept blabbering his mind, Not a single meaning the men could find, He was taken to be a lunatic, But it was the world being antique. -Aruna