She loved night and the little flowers on her pillow. The more she hugged them tight, more the cloud of overthinking kissed her. Her love, the night became unfair. The fear was of her identity, acceptable or not... "Behti Rehti/ Nahar Nadiya Si /Teri Duniya Mein Meri Duniya Hai/ Teri Chaahaton Mein/ Main Dhal Jaati Hoon/ Teri Aadaton Mein/ Agar Tum Saath Ho", the headphones played. Trying something different. I know I am tremendously bad at microtales. #pulseunfair #yqbaba #yqdidi #yqpulse #microtale
