Somewhere in the arid landscape of the Rann of Kutch, the midnight’s full moon cast two shadows on the salty sands. The shadows were walking in opposite directions, one in the direction of Hindustan and the other in that of Pakistan. They met each other on the way. A woman all alone in this ghostly land! The male shadow felt a shiver slipping into the marrow of his bones. The female shadow was even more scared but did not reveal her scare. The man could no...

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Tomichan Matheikal

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