Haven’t we met before? he had asked me. We hadn’t. But it did make me pause awhile. He seemed familiar. He possibly reminded me…

There she was with the glass of wine, sitting at the edge of high stool, swirling the sparkling burgundy, passing time while circling around…

I had begun observing a quiet cheer in Kamla’s demeanour. Not that she was a sad person by nature but lately, she seemed a…