Till We Meet Again
Dhar, Leema
Suddenly, an arm wrapped my shoulder. I was about to jump off the sink giving a long loud shriek, but he held my mouth with his palm. He tucked my hair behind the ears, gently kissed my forehead brushing his soft lips on the drops of water which I'd not dried off. Then kissed me on the cheek again and softly murmured, ?It's me. The one you were thinking of?Nishi's story begins with a 'Stolen Kiss'. She's quiet, doesn't like to express much. Ku...
