Satanic Lines!
It was a rare holiday in the middle of the week. The morning was pleasant and sunny. A stray cool breeze was drifting in from the balcony. The house was sweetly suffused with the interminglement of crisp aroma from the kitchen and scented fragrance from the puja room. And then, out of nowhere, pappapenpappapen pappapenpappapen … the doleful strains of… Read more →
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