Fiction Prabhu’s Apartments was a three storey building on the outskirts of the city. It housed a dozen families including Prabhu’s own. The open area in front and on the sides was meant for parking the vehicles of the owners of the flats that Prabhu had constructed and sold. Prabhu took a personal interest in the welfare of the inmates. The interest was his passion. Prabhu was reading an article in the day’s newspaper on women’s empowerment when Raja, the caretaker, announced himself. “There’s a lady who insists on parking her car in our front yard,” said Raja. He had told the lady time and again that the space was private and meant exclusively for the flat owners. But she came every week, parked her car in the yard, and walked majestically to the beauty parlour on the other side of the road, without caring two hoots for Raja’s request. Fairness and justice was Prabhu’s predominant passion. How can people do such a...
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