Aastha was standing near her balcony railing, looking at the sky, which seemed to be holding many secrets. Her open hair fluttered in the wind. It was afternoon, but the sun still looked dazed, as if it wanted to hold onto the night. She was in a deep thought when a knock on the door bring her in reality.
“Aastha, it’s time for lunch!” her mom called from outside.
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