It was five past nine, Nila was ready to leave the house for high school. She pulled her sling bag lying under the bed, moved from living room to the house entrance, and said “Amma, I’m leaving for school and will be back for lunch,” in Tamil. From the kitchen, her mother replied, “Fine, see you in the afternoon.” Guhan was out in the backyard playing with a rubber ball. He was alone in the backyard hitting the rubber ball against the compound wall. [Read More]