Love without friendship is like a rose without fragrance.
It was one of those winter mornings where all a person can do was sense the moving vehicles around with that irritating noise and the smell of burning fuels around. Winters were not same. They were indeed foggy but not that makes you realise how beautiful winters can be, brutal yet soft on heart. "Why in this world did my parents choose to settle in this city?? the disappointment mixed with anger had been the new normal for Kanith. "Then again, where will I be if not here", Kanith was talking to himself, busy in his thoughts waiting for his chance at the fuel station. Today was like any other day except today he was missing his childhood more than usual. "I wish I had lived more of those times when I could sit on swings, my dad pushing me to reach heights of the last leaf of the mango tree, Dad I miss you" A loud voice knocked on the glasses. "Sir, this line is for diesel, please move to next line for Petrol". Kanith in his disappointing voice said,...