Praveer Kumar

It was getting late enough to be worried. I once again stepped into the balcony and looked down. Except for a drenched street dog that was lying down miserably near the gate, there was not a soul to be seen anywhere. Rain water had puddled under the lamp post. A breeze ruffled through the mango tree in the courtyard and a few twigs fell down and broke. Thunder rumbled in the distance. Did I hear a Read more of this blog post »