(PHOTO PROMPT © Dale Rogerson )
The quaint restaurant was a paean to Steven Spielberg. Not only was the rubber killer whale grinning from the ceiling, most inappropriately named “Jaws”, the menu itself was a homage to the ingenuity and genius of one of the greatest movie directors to have graced our time.
“Teething Troubles” was as popular amongst the patrons as an appetiser as was “Minority Reportage” in so far as the main course was concerned. But Venky was least interested in the menu. He was at a crucial crossroad in the journey of life. She had suddenly turned indifferent. He felt his life diminish.
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