Time and space had no meaning for Shyamli but Noor’s life was governed by rules laid out for humans. Shyamli had learned to tiptoe around these intricacies of human living.
It was a sultry afternoon. The day stretched endlessly, waiting for twilight. The orange popsicles stained his tongue but didn’t quench his thirst. He wasn’t sleepy for lack of physical activity. He read books, heard songs on his laptop, played mobile games but time stood still, fatigued by the heat of the Indian summer. Bored,Continue reading “Edge of the Map”