It’s All Coming Back To Me
They sat at the Starbucks inside the Chhatrapati Shivaji International Airport at gate number 13, having checked in their baggage. Shivani's head was throbbing with all the information Madhu Bhau had given her and she desperately needed a strong coffee. Nandita looked at Shivani, her face angry and her nostrils flaring. This was one of those rare occasions when she got enraged.
"Don't look at me like that Nandita," pleaded Shivani, not able to bear the accusative looks of her sister.