Warm wind and swallowing Hatred - Aditi Kumar
The sky is overcast.
It has been this way since I woke up, which was earlier than usual because the tightness in my chest would not allow me to sleep in. The air is thick and slow, and the slight breeze carries the heat off the tarred road in front of the house. I had hoped today would be one of those cool monsoon days when the wind rushes inside one’s body and sweeps some of the heaviness away. But it is not, and the tightness does not dissolve.
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ADITI KUMAR is from Bangalore, India and is 21 years old. She has been a reader her entire life, and has recently started calling herself a writer too. She likes to write about women who do nothing in particular.