When I was 15, my parents decided to send me to the UK for school. It was a change that I had wanted but I was apprehensive of adjusting in a foreign country. But that day arrived and I was packed away to the UK or more specifically Scotland. I am writing about the memories …
Dear friend, I am dearly missing you a lot. It has been quite a while since we met, or barely texted each other. Our daily meets have been replaced by birthday wishes. It has turned into a formality for us. It feels so melancholic and nostalgic while writing this confession for my long lost friend …
