One Last Rain!

The house is heavy with grief. Twisting an escaping strand of my curled hair in my finger, I bite my lower lip to stop myself from getting emotional. Outside, as I hear thunder, a sudden smile of secrecy escapes my pursed lips. Abandoning my family in time of their need, I take one step back, listening to…

Little Spire from Last Summer

(Inspired by ‘My Last Himalayan Trek’. We Miss Sneha( in story, she’s referred as Ruth) – a lady who lived the longest in the shortest life span. She would stay in my heart, forever as the sweetest inspiring memory of my life). It’s a story that happened during last summer when each leaf was turning…

Noor

Disclaimer: The plot is a true story confessed by someone. The murder mystery has remained unsolved till date. The ending has been modified so are the Names and Places. My name was Noor. I was doing my internship in School of Fashion Design, Newbury St, Boston. Noor means Light. My father, who is an Indian…