| 'Time' Series: Book One |
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Here is a grappling tale of a coin. . . a coin of two sides.
On one side are Mahadevan Dogra, his son, and Mahadevan's long-lost secrets.
On the other side is an enigma, a puzzle, and an anonymous truth un...
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Word Count : 1000
Song : Her eyes, her curls, her smile | Hridayam |
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32 | Dear Diary (13/05/2013)
May 13, 2013
Monday,
4:00 p.m.
Dear Diary,
Breaking my decade-old chain of visiting the maple tree grove only on Sundays, Fridays, and Tuesdays, here I am, on a regular Monday, hiding cautiously under the familiar old canopy of vivid reddish-orange maple leaves, hoping to finally invoke some happiness in my eyes with a glimpse of her-after four long years.
The hollow of the old red maple tree doesn't exactly welcome me into its tiny-looking, humble cabin with open arms, courtesy of my extremely 'tiny' body structure. But then, I shamelessly squeeze my generous twenty-two-year-old derriere inside its compact embrace, while the other parts of my body, along with my head, spread outside the hollow like the tentacles of a half-dead octopus.
