‘I don’t want to go’. Her mother slapped her.
The pebbles scorching the thin soles of her sandals. Her water bottle empty.
Strains of her favourite film song from a distance. Her steps faltered.
‘Mayuri’. Her father. All sweat and grime.
‘Coming, let me drink water from the river’.
A thud and shriek….the water was tarred..stoney.
*Mayuri’ feminine for ‘Mayur’ (peacock)