Short story
Shruthi’s Pink Stripe
Nisha Daniel
“Higher!” Shruti yelled. She was on a swing and Vanitha was pushing. The bright pink swing was suspended from a large tree and Shruti could see the sunlit branches and the clouds as she felt the wind rush through her hair. It
felt heavenly.
Sharing her joy Vanitha pushed harder.
“Stop! Stop!” Shruthi shouted […]