incomplete tale

The auditorium was filled with the students of the school, attending the Divine hour on that bright Saturday afternoon. I and Ashish hid behind the door of 12th room (a.k.a…

Mild sensation of warm breeze, indistinct chatter in the hostel behind, and an isolated playground in front. I swayed on the swing, in the shade of the building, wondering what…

A comforting feeling of something rolling on my hand which felt relaxing and calm. I hardly opened my eyes and looked at my hand, as usual Bhupendra was drawing doodles…