2016, November 19. The time 0145 to be precise. The time for the creatures of the night to begin their daily prowl. Punching furiously at my mac with beer laden eyes, I hear a faint knock on the window behind me..
I reacted; Pulling back my chair to take a look closer, only to shudder later, at the prospect of someone who had managed to get 20 feet high to knock on that window. I peered cautiously at the window and there was no one.. I checked feverishly on the cctv screen for sign of life;
Silence
Two minutes later, the eerie knock happened again. In bewilderment, cane in hand
I stepped out to the porch, stomach reined in and fists clenched aka Schwarzenegger.
Deafening silence accompanied the cold blast that shook me head to toe.
Cold, quiet and stepping into the unknown, I realised the ghostly tap on the window was courtesy an acrid branch of that creeper at the corner window.
The corner window was now at the mercy of the howling wind that Pune winters surprises us with, year on year.
The winter’s here. Soak it in and prepare for the knock on the corner window.
Welcome to Pune. Its cold isn it?
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