The streets of Yamuna Nagar were enveloped in palpable darkness. The crescent-shaped moon occasionally peeped out of the horizon through the dark clouds as though it was doing its best to pep things up for the residents of the colony. The croaking of the frogs could be heard as they jumped hither and thither. The stars were completely invisible. It was raining heavily in the posh locality that night. Krithika moved through the s...