Mistalee

Not all boys are cool,
Hot,
and can flirt like a pro.

Most of them are lame,
Stutter,
take hours to master a quiff,
Or even obsess over a certain sadistic anonymous writer on BumbleB, an online reading platform. 

But life isn't just food, guitar, lame jokes and BumbleB.

And crossroads in the name of a forgotten childhood friend, a strange BumbleB writer and new friends might just be what Varun needs to learn the meaning of Life.

Or probably not.


Crossroads | A Young Adult Novel

MY LEGS FELT LIKE LEAD as I walked behind Kiranya. Wave after wave of sadness and some emotion that my limited vocabulary couldn't portray, shook me as I moved towards her at a snail's speed. 


Kiranya was moaning loudly as her slumped shoulders shook and at that moment, I felt more than useless. My heart clenched seeing her like that. It wouldn't take a genius to figure out why she was so closed up and rarely showed emotions. It's because she didn't want others to find about them. To see that she was crying so loudly in a busy hospital would only mean that something really terrible had happened for her carefully constructed facade to break like this. 


"Kiranya..." I called when I was just right behind her. 


Her body froze and slowly, very slowly she looked over her shoulder. I didn't smile or try to explain something. For once in my life, I remained silent as I took her form in. 


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