Wedding Venue

“How many times have I told you not to bring me to your friend Soumitra’s exhibitions? I don’t understand a thing about modern art” Trina said angrily. “Neither do I” Himu chuckled. “Why did we come then?” her voice still angry “I have an idea to convert this to our wedding venue. There are tables, … Continue reading Wedding Venue

The Blind Knitter

“Who knits these caps?” asked Trina. “My mom” The boy replied. “How many she knits in a day?” “3-4” “How many do you sell?” “Depends. On good days 5, on bad days nil” “What else do you do for a living?” Trina was finding it difficult to understand how they survive with such limited income. … Continue reading The Blind Knitter