Happy Times

“Shib, Shib, are you up?” “Som, hush! Everyone will wake up” Madhu, cautioned, “I will also come.” Shib and Som and sixteen year old Madhu were friends. Summer mornings were for aimless loitering, stealing fruits and watching the morning train pass by. “Control this girl; always hanging with boys; who would marry her?” neighbors would... Continue Reading →

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