That lonely auto ride

I was in an auto when he called to say his wife was pregnant. I didn't say anything for so long he asked if I was still there. I said congratulations and hung up. The driver must have seen my face in the mirror because he turned the radio on without me asking. Some old Hindi song I didn't know. I stared out the window at the traffic and let it play. I never spoke to him again. — 31, Delhi