Musanif Ali

Her Quote, My Journey

Today’s was one of those cold winter mornings when the air seems to be cold and everything seems to be a little more still than it was the day before. We were at our usual table in the canteen having tea with biscuits in between while chatting with friends. We enjoyed the warmth of the tea after coming from the cold, the sound of plates slapping each other joined the faint murmurs that filled the air.