Today’s Prompt: You stumble upon a random letter on the path. You read it. It affects you deeply, and you wish it could be returned to the person to which it’s addressed. Write a story about this encounter. Today’s twist: Approach this post in as few words as possible.
The watchman is blowing his whistle and beating the street with his cane and yelling, “Jagte raho” – Stay awake! Never understood why? Is it for him or the thieves? I hear footsteps, is he coming up the stairs? I rush down the stairs, that lead all the way into to the street. I see paper stuck on the dimly lit letter box at the end of the banister that reads, “Let us meet under the staircase of 1756.”