Blurb – There used to be an empty chair at the back of my class, but now a new boy called Ahmet is sitting in
I was supposed to write a letter today to my long time companion, ‘my anxiety.’ I didn’t because I am in good humour. Instead I got a note from my anxiety. Help and tell, is it tricking my mind yet again?
Him – Badon ki life bahut relaxed hoti hai. Me – Kiski relaxed life dekh li tune? Him – Papa ko dekho. Kitna sote hain.
Sshhh…. Let nobody come to know of what is going on in my mind this Monday morning. Gosh!! I did that. I wrote the title