Fiction

Love Birds

Love Birds

“Red, Pink, Black, Green, Yellow, Peach”. “No, not peach, its fuschia.” “What? Come again, Fu…fu…uuschhiaa, What’s that?” “Its the colour of Delhi, my dear, at this time of winter. Can’t you see flowers blooming, with enchanting aroma around you, lending an ever sweet flavour to the hair raising cold..” “But, […]

by July 4, 2010 Fiction