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Forlorn Notes #FridayReflections

Sunaina woke up with a jerk. Her groggy eyes couldn’t comprehend the happenings around. Thanks to the seat belt, she nestled back to comforts of the seat in a flash of seconds, unharmed. And then she heard laughter. “What’s the matter, Grandma?”, she enquired, little confused. “RTOs have shown up Read more…

By Anagha Yatin, ago