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
There are times in our lives when everything is normal and happy and nothing’s wrong, yet we feel like something’s missing. As if something is incomplete. Typical teenage quotes and posts around the social network tell us this is loneliness and we somehow start believing it. We start connecting to it, and hence conclude that …
