Kirtan pens a horror(?) story. [Hat tip: Paresh]
He then proceeded to show me around his house. As I said, it was simple yet well-done. From the kitchen came a delicious aroma of the sautéing of garlic and onion. In the kitchen, I saw an impressive collection of knives. They were all hanging in a row, pointed down, in an aluminium shelf. The knives gleamed as if they had been just ordered from a home shopping network. Beside their bedroom, there was an unoccupied room containing rolls of fabric of different colours – red, blue, yellow, all stacked carelessly. And on top of the heap, there was a mace. Just like the one used by Lord Hanuman.
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