There is that time sometime between night and morning when the brain forms creative visualizations that’s termed as dream, the delicious sensations stimulate the mind which are sometimes forgotten in morning, and sometimes remembered fondly. Naina was having one such dream that she felt she would never forget… She…

The sun shone bright in morning, the golden rays highlighting the pink dupatta Naina had draped on her shoulder today. She checked her watch once more; it was already time for Sameer to arrive. Where was he? She tapped her foot, sighed loudly, clucked her tongue, and also worried…