Thu. Nov 7th, 2024

It is a hot morning. Blazing summer sun in the sky. There is no autorickshaw in sight. The queue is long and all of us are keek to get indoors. Feel the breeze on our tired faces and sweaty brows. A headache is brewing. But it is only 8:44 am I protest. It is 15 past 9 and an auto ambles in to the stand. It has weathered a long journey.