The voice on the radio sent a jolt through Kasturi. Her heart pounded as she leaned forward, straining to catch every word. The speaker, introduced as Ms. M. Ray, was eloquent, her tone familiar and soothing. But was it her? Could this be Meena? “Madam, where should I drop you?” the driver interrupted her thoughts, …
Part 25: Yearning for Reunion
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