The endless fruits of love’s labour

Mangamma was ecstatic. She had received the prestigious “Best pourakarmika’ award from none other than the benevolent Lawrinse Lying and his compatriots. She felt that her lifetime dedication to her vocational calling had finally been recognized. When she was called to give a speech, she could barely speak, in lieu of the emotions that affected... Continue Reading →

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