Ira Finds Her Home

"Ira! Kemon acho? Are you here for a holiday?” The familiar voice broke Ira’s thoughts. Which wasn’t such a bad thing really, she thought. “Hello, Uncle,” she replied while she watched the old neighbour inspect her from head to toe. No sindoor. No bangle. Clad in capris and a tee shirt. He had his answer.…Read more Ira Finds Her Home

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