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It was three years. Three years since that hot rainy day in October when he left her. Well, three years and nine days to be accurate. That’s one thousand one hundred and four days precisely. Not that she could change anything. Not now, not then. She had seen it coming for years. The habitual drinking,…
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When he stepped into the balcony that morning, the wind felt dry. Devoid of not just moisture, but feelings too. The ocean in the distance was as flat as paper and as silent as a grave. He wondered if it was there at all. He felt as though parched expanses of land were grazing his…
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Asha Seth 