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YELLAMMA (The Secret of Azalea Village) PROLOGUE🌓 By GAUTAM K MIRCHANDANI ✍️

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  www.artstation.com The heat was unbearable, the temperature hovering in the region of 44 degrees; there was no breeze, none at all. The heat shimmered in the air, hitting the hard-baked ground, only to rise again in a new heat wave, encircling the entire surroundings. The villagers of Azalea Village had gathered outside in the open field, as the heat in the open field was a bit bearable compared to inside their houses that had turned into furnaces, where one couldn't sit still unless one started to sweat like pigs, as their bodies turn hot and damp when the heat increased. The women were standing with their heads covered by their sari pallus, some of them carrying toddlers in their arms and small children standing closer to their mothers, looking bored, while men kept wiping their sweating faces constantly with the long scarves hanging around their necks. The field was bare, except for one lone forlorn tree, standing right in the centre of the field and on one of its h...

HOSPUR (PROLOGUE) By GAUTAM K MIRCHANDANI ✒️

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  giphy.com Rajesh Baja could stand anything in life, but not the cold, not this kind of heart-freezing, bone-rattling cold. Thank god for the jeans and the jacket he was wearing. He breathed hard, his chest heaving, the exercise brought sweat to his body, and he was glad for it, for the flush of warmness it brought to his body. He struck his chest with his right-hand fist, very lightly, trying to circulate the blood faster in his veins, “Damn! This cold,” he muttered. The headlights pierced the foggy darkness at a distance. Rajesh could see a vehicle approaching. He felt glad when the coming vehicle swerved, and the headlights fell on him; quickly, he rose to his feet, trying to see the coming vehicle. Thank God! For the approaching vehicle, car, truck, or whatever, he just wanted a lift; he was tired, and his feet ached from all the walking he had done the whole day, and a lift to the next town would suit him just fine. He said a quick prayer that the coming vehicle’s driver was ...

YEAH! YEAH! YAY! YAY! 💃 By GAUTAM K MIRCHANDANI 🎬

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  www.picmix.com Yeah! Yeah! Yay! Yay! C'mon, folks, let's do it again Move your legs, move your hands Swing to the music, swing to the band Yeah! Yeah! Yay! Yay! 🎹 THE DESOLATE STRETCHES OF THE MIND

YESTERDAY 🔃 By GAUTAM K MIRCHANDANI ♠️

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  tenor.com Yesterday Nothing was new Suddenly, I dream of you Yesterday I was a bit depressed Suddenly, I felt a new 🔚 THE DESOLATE STRETCHES OF THE MIND