Mildly Married, Wildly Distracted
A novel about almost-affairs, unread messages, and the quiet horror of routine.
He’s married. He’s loyal. He updates decks and reheats dinner without complaint.
But then she appears—charming, unreadable, and seated two rows away on Zoom.
Inside his head, two voices won’t shut up.
Bhola, the obedient idealist, clings to vows, routines, and calendar invites.
Kalia, the uninvited
Mildly Married, Wildly Distracted
A novel about almost-affairs, unread messages, and the quiet horror of routine.
He’s married. He’s loyal. He updates decks and reheats dinner without complaint.
But then she appears—charming, unreadable, and seated two rows away on Zoom.
Inside his head, two voices won’t shut up.
Bhola, the obedient idealist, clings to vows, routines, and calendar invites.
Kalia, the uninvited
In a world obsessed with optics and outcomes, he was once the golden boy with spreadsheets tight, timelines tighter, and dignity intact. But when corporate applause fades into algorithmic silence, and rejection emails outnumber groceries, what’s left of a man who did everything ‘right’?
Set in the quiet wreckage of a layoff, this story is an honest, darkly humorous exploration of modern masculinity, middle-class pride, and the fragile architecture
In a world obsessed with optics and outcomes, he was once the golden boy with spreadsheets tight, timelines tighter, and dignity intact. But when corporate applause fades into algorithmic silence, and rejection emails outnumber groceries, what’s left of a man who did everything ‘right’?
Set in the quiet wreckage of a layoff, this story is an honest, darkly humorous exploration of modern masculinity, middle-class pride, and the fragile architecture