It was a crisp, wintry morning. That morning was no different than the rest. Baba had just come back from his morning walk and was having his second round of tea. Ma was out in the garden plucking flowers for her pujo. I had just woken up feeling queasy. I decided that the rich mutton curry I had last night is the culprit! Sister was still sleeping having burnt the midnight oil checking mails. Somehow it seemed like the ‘calm before the storm’. I had a premonition. Something was going to happen which would change us forever. I dashed downstairs with a cry only to be met with a longer, shriller cry. That was Ma. She was there somewhere in the garden. The snakes, I mumbled to myself as I rushed out towards the bathing ghat. Baba had also heard her for he came out running from the living room...... Check the link to read more......
Posted on: Sat, 21 Sep 2013 18:51:50 +0000
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