Sun was about to dive below the horizon, my stereo was playing Rag Marwa. It brings somber feelings and mood. The street lights were just…
‘Hi Lulu’ I called out my parrot who was perched on the mango tree. He gave me a queer look. ‘What’s the matter my friend?’…
Lulu, the parrot, circled over my head and then descended to settle on my lap. ‘Hey! That’s not the place for you; parrots sit on…