Cold Weather (ठंडी का मौसम)A Short Story by Vasu Gangapalli The fog hung low over the railway platform, wrapping everything in a pale silence. Aarav rubbed his hands together, breath turning into white smoke. Winter always did this to him—made memories louder. “Chai?” a familiar voice asked.Aarav froze. He turned slowly. Meera stood there, woollen …
Paper boats 