
This is the tale of Shyam, a 20-year-old guy, and his controlling mother, 42. His mother is usually alone at home while his father is out on a business trip.
One evening in particular, Shyam was sitting at the kitchen table, tapping his fingers trembling on the wood. Now that his father had left for three days, he was alone with Sheetal, his mother. He had never felt more aware of her presence than at the age of twenty.






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