With Halloween coming up, I was reminded of this scary story I wrote around an year ago. Even a small town in Tuscany was not safe from monsters, till the Monster Hunter took matters into his own hands!
“Hurry up, I think I’ve finally found some monsters for you!” came the panicked yet excited voice of my wife, who’d gone to the market in Greve to buy some biscotti (which we seemed to be running out of a bit too quickly nowadays, but let us stick to the matter at hand… Monsters… On my turf…. Finally!)
It had been three long months since I had completed my one year correspondence course in witchcraft from IGNOU(Indira Gandhi National Open University for the uninitiated) and got a posting as the resident of faraway Chianti region in Tuscany, Italy. Now you might be thinking- How did a man become a witch? But thoughts like that prove how rampant everyday sexism is in this world, so you should jolly well be ashamed of yourself for thinking like that. (The truth, of course, is that I was not getting admission into any other…
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