Body Pain

Sat, 01 Nov 2025 07:19:16 +0000

The corridors carried echoes of anklets and rustling saris, Tara moved through it like a flicker of new light. Barefoot, bangles chiming softly at her wrists, she carried a cup of tea to the veranda. There was nothing hurried in her steps; she floated — half-lost in the quiet rhythm of her new life. Her husband, Veer was away again, posted in Jaipur for his camp training. In his absence, the house had fallen into a slower kind of time.