“What should I do, Amma?” I asked as I crawled near the beast, wanting to turn invisible or at least get out of his preying eyes. I was standing behind Amma, using her as my armour while I figured out the mighty thing. Each time, I peered in its flashing orbs; I saw greed pouring out of it which only made me shudder. It was gruesome.
Yet it wasn’t as gruesome as my life had been or so I can assure you. My whole life was nothing but the chronology of tragic incidents—One after another.
No one could have failed in the history of the Magical Kingdom of Sanuali as much as I did. Yet, I can also assure you that nobody had endeavoured tasks as much as I did. (If it ain't that. Or so, I'd like to believe. And I believe what I believed is right.)
The night was about to add another failure in
