Akshi was in the bathroom, taking her fourth bath of the day. Ram smiled to himself over her obsession and proceeded to pick her an outfit for the evening. The deep green salwar-kameez … it’s her favourite, but the colour is all wrong for an evening out. The pink and beige one … nah, too […]
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Masquerade
A red blur flashed around her, a grin barely visible beneath the sparkle of the jewels. Another blur, green this time, and some purple. She ran through the crowd, head whipping around rapidly, looking for one specific blur. His blur. Faces leered at her from behind vibrant masks. The bright lights did nothing to ease […]
Just Between Them..
He : Need a lift? She : Did you see me asking for it? He: You do have to be rude every time don’t you? She: Why do you bother coming back then? He : Has it ever occurred to you that I truly care? She: Has it ever occurred to you that I genuinely don’t? […]