FLYING HIGH By Nee Anil Panicker The clouds were white milky sheets. Set against the backdrop of azure blue skies with the slightest tingle of violet, the view from the top was magical to say the least. Naina had never come this high. But Akram was insistent. “Believe me baby, it’s going to be cool. … Continue reading neelwrites/flyinghigh/ThursdayPhotoPrompt/flashfiction/shortstory/20/07/2018