The Burning Breeze

"Why do you bake?" he asked while sitting up on the kitchen counter. I felt his eyes on my back and I sensed goosebumps running along my body.

Holy shit. "I think it's because I like how everything is just a sequence of events we are told. I like it's monotony. It's distracting in some way."

I heard nothing for a few seconds only the sound of the egg I had just cracked against a bowl. Well this is awkward.

"That's a good answer" he finally said and I heard some shuffling behind me.

The next thing I knew, he was right behind me. I held my breath when I noticed his arm extend above my head to reach for a water bottle on the shelf in front of us.

"But don't you think you could look at it better? Don't degrade it to just a distraction. There's art in this whole sequence. There's creation. It has color to it if you look."

By this time he had a small smile playing at his lips while taking a sip of water when I turned around. "Color?" I questioned with a quiet laugh so that we don't wake anyone up. As much as I liked his train of thought, he had to be specific.

"Let me show you"

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Anika Joseph wanted to hold onto time and stop it. Especially this summer because it led her to Rishab Roy.

Watch them open new doors and feel the magic.