In this short story, Roxy Arora shares a poignant narrative capturing the essence of familial bonds between siblings and in tough times these bonds give us hope.
Brothers and Sisters.
‘Don’t be afraid.’ He said.
‘I’m here, always. Just believe.’
‘I do, Bhaiya.’ I whispered.
Vikram called me the next day and conveyed the tests had concluded my kidney could serve as a donor. Shantharam had been briefed, about this development. He had informed Vikram, the money would be transferred into my account, from one of his shell companies.
My next caller was Jamshed Khan, who announced he had mailed me an important document.