Apoorva Upadhyay
Joined June 2021
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The Second Hand
The morning started with me hurting my second hand. I cursed and swore at the unexpected and sudden pain that had intruded my morning reverie. “What a perfect start to the day”, the cynical side of my brain scoffed. The reasonable side hushed her, and on I went to get ready for college. Afraid of getting late, putting aside the thoughts of pain for matters of urgency, I went out to the bus stop. The bruise had taken on a beautiful purplish hue by then, which got me shaking my head in self-pity. There was no one around to look at the token of my misery, a memento of my suffering!
By Apoorva Upadhyay3 years ago in Humans