A late start to a deceptively dull life!

The twitter of sparrows from the higher branches of the mast tree sounded like muffled cries. And in that particular moment, he opened his eyes, battering his eyelids for the sun was up and rising. He was late. Late by three-quarters. And that meant he’d miss his routine bus. He felt groggy and exclaimed to … Continue reading A late start to a deceptively dull life!