Author: Indrani Robbins

By the pond

I dreamt of my father and mother today. He was looking handsome. She had that calm air about her...

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Inheritance

“Good morning, Mr Roy, this is Aruna calling from the concierge desk, your driver is here…” the...

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Sunday tale

“I think,” said the Frog, frowning wisely, “You start feeling freedom once you have lost...

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