chapter 63

Author’s POV

The sun shone goldenly, spreading its soft amber shade rays turning the city streets into one of the famous canvases of Ram Kumar . As the birds cheerfully encouraged the winds to blow in its rhythm while the sky was being painted by the sun which was preparing to hide behind the bushy soft candy like clouds.

Inhaling the freshness of breeze Anu walked on the street gazing around the unoccupied place which usually isn’t this empty. It’s Saturday late in the afternoon as Anu walks in the street that ends near her apartment. Carrying her office bag in right hand, her left hand was holding the grocery bag which she shopped on the way back home from the office. The street was quiet, calm and hardly any vehicles passed and that felt so unreal to her because in these few months of shifting and staying in Mumbai she never saw the streets of Mumbai this calm and empty. It’s always active for some reason and she already started to miss her hometown.

Mumbai is a city of rush a