Bab 79: She's The One To Be Blamed

|Eshan|

The sky turned scarlet, painting the beautiful scenery as the setting sun left behind traces of soothing light for human eyes. In the busy, crowded, and bustling city like Mumbai, I was quite fortunate to find the place for building my home, which gave the feeling of peacefulness and being close to nature. I had taken efforts in developing it that way though. From childhood, nature fascinated me. I saw Innaya for the first time in the garden when she was an adolescent. Maybe, from there began my love for greenery.

"Squeak. Squeak."

The tiny squirrel, Liza as Arjun had named her, ran around, happily munching on the groundnuts my wife was throwing on the ground for her. Leaning in the wooden chair, I silently watched the beautiful figure of my wife clad in dark green saree as she stood unaware of her surroundings. I debated with myself, was she really not aware?