The Story Teller

We used to go to Villivakkam once in two years. That was grandpa’s home. After retiring from the postal service, he had decided to settle for good on the outskirts of Madras. The house was quaint to say the least. There was a big veranda with Malipu (Jasmine) flowers, a small well behind the house, [...]


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