I promise to comfort you every time your favourite football team loses the match. I promise to be your personal photographer and click great, Instagram worthy pictures of you. I promise to let you win an argument every once in a while, even though you know I am always right.
The boy with the unstitched heart,
It’d be crazy to call him anything but a work of art.
With his cheerful, glowing face and a mind so wise,
Just like after a cold, stormy night, his presence feels like the warmth of an early sunrise.
A short story by Aashvi
A thriller by Aashvi