Fifteen Years Later – Kapoor Mansion
Some things don’t change. Like the old marble flooring in Kapoor Mansion. Or the scent of jasmine incense trailing through the corridors every evening. Or Jaggu ji’s booming voice echoing across the walls, as he tries to bring order to the usual chaos.
"Where is the silver tray? Not that one the polished one!"
"Did you light the candles in the prayer room? The Chief notices everything!"
"And someone fix that crooked curtain in the hallway before he sees it!"
Jaggu had aged, sure. His back wasn’t as straight, and his hairline had surrendered to time. But his spirit? Still bouncing like a cricket ball on a windy pitch.
As he scurried across the living room, carrying a dinner tray balanced with the precision of a magician performing his final act, th
