Soap spuds, she erased not only dirt, but also memories. -By Lavanya Gupta


The warm sand tickled the soles of my feet. In the distance, I could hear gulls cawing. I ran over the scorching warm sand towards the azure sea. The gentle waves lashing towards me had been luring me towards them; I had to give in to the siren’s call… I waded through the knee-deep water…