None of us, present in the crematorium was blood-relation of KKK .We believe, the last rituals are to release the departed soul from all…

“Ee…..ya a….rgh….” The trumpet of an angry elephant somewhere, jolted Velu to wake up. He lay dazed a few seconds under his torn blanket.…

There was blood in Joe’s hands, clothes and on the floor. It was Janet who saw him first. She was alerted by her kid’s…