(Photo Credit: Dale Rogerson)
Stubbornly disregarding the recommendations of the sincere real estate agent, Venky moved into the semidetached property which was in crying need of repair. Come to think of it, the whole world seemed as if it required some prompt and urgent fixing. Instead of dismantling barriers between nations, walls were proposed to be erected; instead of respecting green canopies that breathe life, holes were being punched into the ozone layer.
Venky latched the door closed and observed that the panel of glass was splintered and taped over in an unprofessional and hasty manner.
Splintered hopes, shattered glass!
(Word Count: 96)
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