Written by Aleeza Athar.
Cover design by Raabeah Fatma Jafri.
Printed by Radia Uthman
All rights reserved.
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.
To Devmini, irreplaceable friend and editor.
The sky bled a vibrant shade of red. Isn't that what all the novels and poems say? That the second a tragedy occurs, you notice the sky adapt to its morose state. That's possibly the most absurd thing. For when a tragedy occurs, the sky arrogantly ignores it. As if it seems to be saying, "I am infinite." When a tragedy occurs, all that bleeds a vibrant shade of red is your wounded heart and your shattered soul.
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