MALGHUT 🏠 By GAUTAM K MIRCHANDANI 🐉
https://in.pinterest.com Malghut was a beautiful village; it had a good, clean, deep beach, the sand golden in colour. The village lanes were clean and planted on their sides with coconut trees, which not only gave their thirst-quenching nectar but also shaded the village from the sun. There was ripening rice in the fields, and the sweet scent of flowers wafted everywhere. The villagers were a sturdy and hard-working lot; they also kept their village as clean as possible. Inspector Vinayaka took in all this as the jeep travelled over the dusty trail to Pradhan’s house. They reached the large pond of sweet water that was refilled every year with bountiful rainwater. Two women were drying some pickles near the pond edge as they chatted. The jeep traversed the pond and entered a small lane at the end of which stood Pradhan’s house. Constable Uttar Jeri parked the jeep outside the gate. Pradhan was waiting for them in his house's beautiful garden. Greetings were exchanged, and sweet l...