Saturday Morning

Weeks had passed and by now his hair had grown back at the sides. It was early Saturday morning. He hadn't slept well and after tossing and turning, he decided to get up. The sun had just risen. He shaved and took a long shower before fixing himself breakfast. After he ate, he washed up …

Nisha/Wave #writephoto

Her sister, Nisha was dead and she felt nothing.  As she stared at the sea her mind traveled back to what happened to her ten years ago.  She was 13 at the time.  She left her home with Nisha and her husband, thinking that they were going to Delhi but instead, they ended up in …

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