We always think a lot can happen over a cup of coffee. But what if a lot happen at airport. A goodbye scene is hijacked by a forgotten person. Forgotten not because he rose any trouble, but rather ignored when was seen. He continues to break my chain of calm thoughts with the distorted form of my name. I take huge pride in my name Khushi. Though am not one all grinning female, still I believe in spreading smile. And he calling me Khush is just not acceptable.
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