Staring? No, we were just looking.

The other day I went to a dairy shop. It was late at night, around nine thirty or something so my grandmother suggested I take my ten year old brother, Yash, with me. My brother, who studies abroad, had come to Kolkata. Staying in a hostel is quite difficult, you don’t get proper food, there …

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