Stories by Ragina Philangi
Coffee
She looks around the cafe like a lost lamb trying to find a hint of familiarity.
"She sat on that table...
"And Just Like That I Put My head...
Passion. Possession. I don't know what to name it anymore. In my bleak world she came like first rain. And I...
COMFORT
Not being able to stay near our loved one causes us a great amount of pain.
That's what Dani had been dealin...