The incessant wailing of the infant was getting louder with each passing minute that was as gruelling as the sultry summer heat which too was in no mood to relent either. She was ignoring both as though they never existed in the first place, as there were more pressing concerns like how could she pay the electricity bill so that the still blades of the rusty pedestal fan could finally turn and make a louder noise to subdue the childs wail, and many such. There was no end in sight and just as her hope to find any relief was fading as fast as the daylight, It rained.... #monsoonmusings Kishore
Posted on: Sat, 09 Aug 2014 06:03:20 +0000
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