For ‘Quayya

She was out there, beautiful as ever. The sun reflected off her short silky hair, and glowed off her dark smooth skin. I bent my head and wiped the counter because no one wants to see a boy smiling creepily at a girl standing 10 meters away through a glass window. What is she even…

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For ‘Mitan

The road was bumpy, the bus dipping in and out of its potholes. the driver, whose skin resembled the night sky,  kept flashing him looks through the mirror as though he  was insane. He stared straight out of the window and ignored the flashing screen of his smartphone. It would be Keira,  He thought, he…