Trapped between the Decision she took and the one to take, what will she do?
The golden gramophone was looking shinier in the light of that old kerosene lamp seated patiently beside it. I couldn't help but gaze at it in wonder, memories of my childhood came rushing back at me. The old house near a big oak tree in my village always looked mysteriously majestic to me. It was summer … Continue reading The Gramophone – A short memoir.