After a
sleepless night, Venky walked out with blood-shot eyes to go to the loo. The
cleaner there gasped and was about to faint, when Venky laughed and reassured
him, “I’m Venky. Relax!” “Whatever has come over you, son?” he exclaimed.
The copyright of this story is with Mrs. Priya Ramesh Swaminathan.
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