Those faces painted on walnut shells drop out of the drawer. Some have faded like memories. Others remain to be crushed under the weight of revenge.
His furniture business takes him to Kashmir quite often, to source good quality walnut wood. But he never saw her again.
Was she taken away by those across the border, or is incarcerated in a den to ensure invisibility?
Yes, visibility is a challenge in terrorist-infested states β both for beautiful women and policemen in disguise.
He chalks out the specifics of what he plans to buy or spy. Itβs a long day ahead.

good writing Reena! π
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Nice post π
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Interesting.
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Nice
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Thank you, Shashank!
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Great story! Totally engaging! π
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Thanks a ton, Patty!
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Interesting story
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Glad you think so π
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I can visualise this, lovely writing
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Thank you so much, Sonya!
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Intriguing!
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