The Indian In The Cupboard Novels & Stories

Panchi kept on telling me all new thing that she learnt and did in her school in meantime I started filling a plate for her and myself with all mouthwatering aromatic Indian cosine breakfast, upma, poha, idli sambar, dal wada and many more… I am always delighted to eat at Kabir house because every single thing about his mansion are somewhere rooted with India, Kabir Dewan is American Indian who established and grew his business in USA and soon capture entire world information Technology market, however no matter how American he is I always get some ecstatic Indian vibes from him which make me feel homely, just the way I used to feel when I used to stay with my father. I kept my entire attent

"Yes you could be right but what can we do anything about it. It is not in our hands." Ria nodded as she got up from the bed. She took the plastic cover and opened the cupboard. There was nothing in the cupboard apart from the shelves. Every inch of the cupboard was covered with dust. Ria coughed the moment she opened the cupboard. Pinching her nose she stepped back and took a deep breath. "Well, the typical Indian hostel cupboard," said Nazia, rolling her eyes. She removed a cloth from her bag and gave it to Ria. "Here take this and clean it. I guess I got to do the same with the other cupboard."