Story: The Boy And The Book
The train came to a stop. Maya and her child of eight years, Ayush, got onto the train. She searched for their berth and he walked behind her dragging their strolley. They were on an overnight train to Chennai from Mysore. The berths were identified. The lady and her child made themselves comfortable. In front of Ayush who was by the window sat a genial tubby old man. Beside him, in front of Maya was a middle-aged lady. She smiled. Maya smiled in answer and said, “Hi, I am Maya!” The lady answered, “Hi, I am Shanta, Shanta Rangaswamy!” In […]