It was the 25th of April. Summer, had already set in. As we all left our classrooms for recess, something happened. I felt claustrophobic, choked, suffocated and disgusted. I guess the warm wind, the scorching sun and the sultry atmosphere were the ones to be held responsible for this. They surely added to my discomfort!
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Chirag Tulsiani
Thoughts unless expressed are only known to you; the individual. One must realize that when nothing goes your way, when nothing is by your side, your thoughts still are. And when these thoughts take the shape of words, a book is born. Each story of this book has a different fragrance in its atmosphere. It is on account of the variety and the overall hue that I have named this book ‘Air’. And I sincerely hope that after reading the last line of the twenty third story the readers, close this book with a rainbow of thoughts and consider to be benefited than being left claustrophobic and seen gasping for some fresh ‘air’.
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