D riving at night on hill roads is a real adventure. A touch of mist in the air, the chill like winter, and a road trip playlist. This combination turns Vijay into a driving superhero. He's a legend on these roads. Vijay, Samarth, and Naman were heading back from a late-night party, and their hotel in Manali was just 10 km away. But those winding hill roads made that 10 km feel like a never-ending journey. The music was in full volume, and Naman was fully drunk, sitting on the backseat. He was babbling nonsense, making Vijay and Samarth laugh so hard they almost forgot they were driving in the misty dark. “Do you know she held my hand, danced with me, smiled looking at me. I'm pretty sure it's a sign," Naman slurred in his drunken confidence. His eyes were closed. A charm in his body. Just like he won something. "She held this hand... this one," Naman declared, dramatically placing that hand on his chest. "I can feel her, smell her perfume. Her hand,...
Different types of short stories written by me.