A pinch of salt on sugarcoated freedom - continued
by Sima Hegdekatte
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She sat there quietly. After five minutes uttered “Any specific reasons why I wasn’t chosen?”
Lilly gave a squeamish face “Nothing as such really, I voted for you though and heavily campaigned for you. Most people did seem to be on your side. But I guess they must have had their reasons.”
She smiled again. If this was a story she was editing she would have edited the phrase “the colour from her face drained”.
Ananth went back home that night and continued with his daily routine; ‘by-hearting’ his English textbook.*****