|Pic Credit: GHMC at Hans India|
“It was my only escape, Taru. A getaway,” countered Ajju. Taru rolled her eyes at him and faked a heart attack. Dramatic statements warranted dramatic reactions.
“You have a great home, rock solid family, everything provided for. What you wanna escape from?”
Ajju tore up the cricket camp cancellation notice, courtesy of the Covid lockdown, watching as the pieces fluttered to the ground.
“Let it go, you won’t understand.” His father’s deadline for him to join the morbid gravedigging family business inched closer by the day.