neelwrites/lovebirds/sundayfiction/story/11/06/2018
LOVE BIRDS By Neel Anil Panicker “It’s PRIYA. P…R…I…Y…A. So stop calling me ‘Flamingo’.” ‘Because you are one.’ Priya looked at Raj, whose hands kept flitting in and out of the side pocket of her little blue dress, reaching places whose existence the nineteen year old wasn’t even aware of. “Oh! is that so? Tell me, … Continue reading neelwrites/lovebirds/sundayfiction/story/11/06/2018