Letting Go, Just A Little Bit

I hear the bus before I see it. My pace picks up speed. I meet neighbors on the way to the bus stop but my mind is on my five-year-old Laddu. The bus passes me and Pattu waves from inside. I am wondering if I should jog the last few meters to the bus stop but I walk instead. I … Continue reading →
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Published on August 26, 2019 17:26
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