Having my evening coffee, my mother-in law & I were gazing through the door at our societies departmental store, to see if it had opened or not. In the midst of this 'Triple Lockdown' or whatever Lockdown in Tamil Nadu, our societies store has come to our rescue. It's named 'Nithila'. Nithila has become a household name for us. Has Nithila opened? Have they stocked up yet? For the 20 odd families that live in this complex, its a rat race to grab whatever you can - to survive another day, another week, another breath in these times that we live. My MIL had her urges - to buy pumpkin, beans & curd packet. Oh boy, how important it is for her to get hold of the curd packet - required to make curd ofcourse. I had mine. I needed something to munch on during my late night espionage binge watch session - and today's quota is ice-cream. And well, I can't just buy ice-cream for myself, they say - sharing is caring. Sure, I care about my fix for which I got to ...
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