~our souls are nothing but colourful dreams muted in the world of grey nightmares~
"Grey!", She spoke, her voice nothing but a whisper and yet dominant.
Yudhisthir tried looking at her face, but she kept gazing at the sea. It was 2:30 am in the morning and beach was almost deserted. The cold breeze was flowing adding to the ambiance.
"Grey what? Fifty shades of grey?", He questioned, unable to understand the context of the word. The tech-friendly world today is more knowledgeable about Christian Grey than the actual grey, the color grey.
" Fifty shades of grey. But not the novel. The color grey. It's shades...", Kashish answered, in a way clearing his confusion and at the same time, confusing him some more.
" Kashish, what are you trying to say?", He asked, totally unaware of the huge
