The Misjudged Criminal

“This country has gone to the dogs!” muttered the mechanic as he bent over my shiny bike. I stood behind him and said nothing, boiling in the unseasonably hot weather that seemed to force every drop of water out of my body as sweat. I glanced at my watch and realized I was getting late

Resolutions And Wishlists :)

There were quite some sights to behold last night: 1. Mom, who prides on being a teetotaler and frowns when I even think of alcohol,  nursing a mug of chilled beer and ‘Cheers’ing everyone in the room! 2. The great-grandmom of the family dancing to Elvis Presley’s “A Little Less Conversation”! 3. Uncles and aunties