The Burning Breeze

Hi.
So first off I would like to thank you so so much for choosing to read The Burning Breeze.

Let me inform you that I am a nervous wreck at the moment. This is my first book and I'm still trying to understand how put it out smoothly for an audience.

This story may have a few references to Indian culture. Please don't be discouraged to read it because of this. Everything necessary is explained.

Most of the characters in this book are learning more about the culture themselves as the story progresses because a majority of them have been raised with western influences.

It is possible that you may find it more interesting that way too.

A warning : There may be a use of profanity in this book.

I'm going to try my best because this story means something to me and I hope you guys appreciate it. Feel free to leave constructive criticism.

My grammar and punctuation isn't the best so don't mind it.

Also - be patient.
Please. You will see this story unravel. The title will make sense :)

Well thank you. I hope I can make you guys smile.✌️❤️

-arushi

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Story description :

"Why do you bake?" he asked while sitting up on the kitchen counter. I felt his eyes on my back and I sensed goosebumps running along my body.

Holy shit. "I think it's because I like how everything is just a sequence of events we are told. I like it's monotony. It's distracting in some way."

I heard nothing for a few seconds only the sound of the egg I had just cracked against a bowl. Well this is awkward.

"That's a good answer" he finally said and I heard some shuffling behind me.

The next thing I knew, he was right behind me. I held my breath when I noticed his arm extend above my head to reach for a water bottle on the shelf in front of us.

"But don't you think you could look at it better? Don't degrade it to just a distraction. There's art in this whole sequence. There's creation. It has color to it if you look."

By this time he had a small smile playing at his lips while taking a sip of water when I turned around. "Color?" I questioned with a quiet laugh so that we don't wake anyone up. As much as I liked his train of thought, he had to be specific.

"Let me show you"

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Anika Joseph wanted to hold onto time and stop it. Especially this summer because it led her to Rishab Roy.

Oh and trust me, they take each other places.

Watch them open new doors and feel the magic.