THE MUSING OF A RATTELING BRAIN BY NAVIKA KOHLI THE WELL As Hanna and her family got of the cab. The twinkle in her nostalgic eyes was gloomed by a mixture of red, blue and yellow. As her lush’s chocolate hair floated with the wind they shone dimly in the moonlight and the lights coming from the airport in front of her. As the stars winked for her happiness, they glowed radiantly like a thousand sparks blazing together. She glimpsed at the concrete jungle and the skyscrapers protecting London. She turned and opened the doors of the airport