Silent Night-II

Part I
Christmas in Madras is a different affair. Snowflakes, reindeers and sleigh bells are only part of carols given that Madras has no winter and the sun’s brightness never dims, and the nights remain cool. The weather might be different, but the gaiety has always been no less.
Freddy tripped into the kitchen. He sniffed the [...]

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Silent Night

 
 
It was a shattering moment for Francis Tomkinson. He peered hard at the foggy Belgian mirror on the bathroom wall and his fingers followed his reflection to touch it. It felt soft from the warm water he had poured on himself from the bucket and copious lathering with soap. He plucked at it. It wouldn’t [...]

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