*The Beginning *Previous Chapter I wouldn’t meet Ayesha for many days after that. Shipra had taken ill on our way home from Nashik. It began with convulsions in her stomach and soon she was vomiting fitfully as the taxi entered the outskirts of Bombay. We stopped the car and let her step out in fresh […]
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