The wrappers littered on the study table disappeared like someone swayed a magical wand. The absolute disarray at the footwear stand was ordered by sizes, as though there was a spell casted from the sky when we went to sleep. There are wide opened mouths exclaiming and eyes beaming with surprise every evening. Should I […]
This has never happened in 30 years. I got my clothes pressed by different dobis each time we relocated to a new place. Nobody has been this careless and spinlessly irresponsible. This man has misplaced my new handloom saree I bought at Dharam. I thought it was going to help me put up with the […]
A less bloody way to kill.