Onto the wave crashing sand, souls on parade. Neil was humming rather loudly, his voice floating and drowning rhythmically with the gorgeous sound of the…
The loud yet shrill screams of the cuckoo bird woke Shanaya up. Staring bleary eyed at her bedside clock, she noticed it was 6:05. “Ah,…
It is 6 o’ clock in the morning. Kuppy is sleeping. Wake up you lazy girl. No, that wasn’t 6; it was written 8 o’clock.…