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Some Other Time

The mixer rattled as the tomatoes, onions, and red chillies coarsely blended together. The sound of the mixer announced that it might be as old as Selvi’s son. Selvi’s son was busy playing tennis, his

 
 
 
The Roads

The little feet strolled from one room to another inside the house. The tiny hands have been busy since morning picking up things from...

 
 
 

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