The plan was hatched more than 61 years ago, executed exactly on 15th Aug 1947.
No one knows the who, what, where and how of it; the when and why became apparent only yesterday.
The plan was very precise, designed for one, and only one, purpose.
There was no plan B, as failure was out of the question.
Folks, due to circumstances unavoidable, masterminded by a select few 61 years ago, this Friday turned out to be a holiday. Can you imagine the devastating feeling when the realisation dawned on me? Silly Sarala could not reveal her delightful life this Friday.
I would like to be alone for a while now. Life will be gray for a week.
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