“I really need your help.”
“Of course. I’ll do anything for friends.” I said as my mind raced off to another direction. He was still speaking when it came back and kicked off the smelly shoes.... (more)
Slowly the room filled up with the halogen lights, blinding everyone who dared to look at them directly. The lights technician moved from one light to another carefully adjusting them, sometimes by an inch, before he sat down, finally satisfied.
In the now visible room, a handful of people scurr... (more)
Ramesh Kumar, Sub-Inspector, Khelgaon, put down a well earmarked copy of Wodehouse on the side table, just as the clock in the hall across the bedroom chimed eleven.
The only son of a retired government servant, Kumar had come down to Khelgaon at the behest of his senior officer nearly two years... (more)