The Window

Rajni and her family had moved into a government quarters provided by the school authorities. The new home is a poorly built old building surrounded by its twins. Rajni is disturbed by the poor quality of her house but the soft melody of a song coming from the temple at the wee hours of early morning fascinated her and kept her awoke at night. Waiting.

---This is a small story inspired by my own experiences.

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