An aspiring journalist looking for the right fit in the world
by Khushi
When the back of his fingers touched her cheeks, brushing her hair off her face, tucking them behind her ear; she pretended she didn’t notice it. She kept talking the way she was, although, she couldn’t hear her own words anymore. Though she wished she could hold his hand right there, close her eyes and …
by Khushi
I’m gonna miss everything and everyone. Yes we promise to stay together, some of us will, many will but things would still change. There won’t be any school corridor where we’ll see each other’s face every day. The school uniform was important indeed, all of us looked ugly and there wasn’t much we could do …
by Khushi
Taking someone’s hand into your own is the most beautiful gesture you can ever make. It’s like you want them to trust you, you tell them that you’d take care, you’ll hold. You make them feel your presence in a supportive sense. Letting them take your hand feels as pleasing. For a moment you feel …
by Khushi
And in life we all have these special moments i believe. Where they say life takes turns. I always wondered why they’re called turns, why is this journey of life always called a journey, and why is it always a lone trek? Well it’s a simple logic, we are all born alone as a single …
