| 'Time' Series: Book One |
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The workings of her brain were a mystery to her own pneuma.
That's what Hinduja Rao always thought.
But, quite similar to her thoughts about her own self, was someone else around her.
Her newly wedded husband, the...
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48 | The Hued Reflection
16th May 2023
1230 Hours.
| Afternoon |
Her gaze trailed through a series of gigantic weeping fig trees on both sides of the Mirandavile Church Road, whose dark green foliage beat violently against the heavily blowing winds.
"It's sunny today yet the winds are so vehement." Rukmini remarked, steering the SUV through the long Mirandavile road. The dried fig leaves crackled underneath the rotating wheels of the functional vehicle.
She turned her gaze away from the window to look at Rukmini. "Yes." She nodded. "Keeping in mind what happened last time, I hope you have kept a spare tire and an emergency car kit in the trunk?"
"Yes ma'am."
"I am carrying an umbrella. Are you carrying one?"
"Yes ma'am." Prompt was the reply.
"Alright."
Rukmini passed a faint smile as she took a clean left cut, entering straight into the premises of the episcopacy of North India, leaving the iron grill gates behind. Ceasing the SUV's movements right in front of the medium sized open air parking area, Rukmini keyed out of ignition.
