The first morning without Kasturi felt unbearably quiet. Meena stared at the ceiling, hoping the hollow ache in her chest would fade with time. But the silence that had settled over her world was deafening. Breakfast was a subdued affair. Mrs. Ghosh placed a plate of luchi and aloo tarkari in front of Meena, but …
Part 10: Journeys Without Kasturi
Cerebration 