N H 212 To Bangalore (Collection Of Stories)

Vijayan Anikkadi

“The investigators are at their wits end. I am in a dilemma because I know that Rozario’s mother was cat eyed and a left hander; but she is no more. Then who could be the culprit?... Shall I believe that she rose from her grave to avenge her death?” Wild thoughts haunted me.

“Can he? No... never...

Stil, yes... why not?”

I pulled out my mobile from the pouch:

“Rozario...? Are you a left hander?”

-A Left Hander in Mayor’s Bedroom-