“NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO…..” I shouted in a long-drawn out booming voice, with my right arm outstretched, reaching towards Medha almost in slow motion, but I already knew my Herculean effort was going to be in vain, I was too late.
How’s that for a dramatic opening sentence, eh? Now let’s go into a tiny flashback, to a time long, long…actually, just 2 minutes and 37 seconds ago.
We were in the Harem (Not to be confused with a Hamam, jismein sab nange hote hain (Everyone is equally naked in a Hamam, Old Indian Saying), only the courtesans used to be naked in a Harem. Now you know the difference, right? You can thank me later) of Istanbul’s landmark Topkapi Palace, where we had…
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