A Girl Named Khushi still remains my favourite of all your stories, Navin. A view shared by many here :)
I re-read the story myself, first time in 5 years. Can I tell you? I kind of hate it! No because its good or bad or whatever, you all are the judge of content and quality, but because I have these odd memories of writing it.
I remember going around like an absolute zombie for three weeks while "A Girl Named Khushi" came scene by scene into my head. Literally came full formed, but in bits, and I wrote and wrote like an automaton. On the work laptop, on scraps of paper, in the car. I couldn't do anything--go to work, take a shower, chat with friends...without new pieces coming, dialogues, lines, tiny bits of plot.
Anyway, that is my douchebag stroll down memory lane, my sincere apologies for sounding like a pompous fart, but it HURT to write that one! thank you, THANK you, for telling me about the Hall Of Fame thing...awesome!