I remember I was 9 year old, my summer holidays was about to get over and I had just returned from my grandma’s house. Half asleep, I walked to my house front lawn in the morning when I heard the screech of truck loaded with furniture come to halt in front of our house. Out stepped a woman in her mid-30's of mediocre height with dark skin, wearing high heels and a sari exposing her navel. Her dark hair which was combed into a loose bun with flowers beautifully adorned bounced behind her shoulders. She told the guys in the truck to get the furniture inside the house and started walking towards me. I ran inside and fetched my mom, who greeted her and gave the keys to the portion of our house which was vacant. My mom later introduced me to the woman, Jaya saying that she is our new tenant and that her husband, Manoj was working for a MNC company. Manoj was a man in mid -30's, stout, of Jaya's height. Fast forward to summer's of 2009, I had just got my Class 10 results ...
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