Winner of Poetry Competition

CH 1

“Wait for me” shouted a young boy, cycling as fast as he could. He was trying to catch up to his friends who were way ahead of him. The little boy’s name was Milo and he was 13 years old. He had curly hair and dark brown eyes which were covered with square rimmed glasses. […]
11:11

11:11 Amina’s apartment in Mumbai was nothing remarkable—a noisy, dimly lit space above a mithai shop that smelled perpetually of ghee and sugar. The walls were stained with years of monsoon damp, and the hallway light flickered at random intervals, as if it were trying to communicate something. It was home, but studying here […]