8th March
Bangalore,

It was Sunday morning of March. Sun was hidden somewhere behind the clouds. There was a bit of darkness in absence of sun. I was working in IT company as Software Engineer. But from couple of days, after reading about 20+ novels. My dead passion of writing was back. So every weekend, I traveled in the city of garden with pens and notepads. I had off on weekends.

When I checked my handbag only to find that ink of my pen was almost over. Surviving without pens,notepads and novels were too difficult for me. Whenever I would go , I would be carrying my handbag which would have couple of pens,notepads and at least one unread novel. I had reserved huge time for visiting public places and observing people and penning down in my notepads.
As I was out of pen. Without thinking anything , I planned for visiting mall for shopping of pen. It might sound weird but that was how I was. I was very selective for brands of accessories for writing. Here brand mattered for me. Since I started writing , I used 'Luxar' pen. I didn't feel like using other pen than this.

I took shower and quickly got ready. I wore my watch and glanced at it. It was 9.00 am. When I was stepping out from home and was wearing shoes. I heard my mom's voice.
"Who will have breakfast? " My mom said sarcastically. I couldn't answer her. So I had...