The Three Legged Tea Table

Amits heartbeat stopped for a while. Who was knocking at the door near the balcony? Probably that Mackenzie had come to kill him. Amit met his severest misfortune when he had gone to holidaying at the lap of the hills of North Bengal. Could he defend the ruthless murderer, or will he fall victim to him? Mariam replaces the receiver and slowly moves to the kitchen. She shuts down the gas and moves toward the living room, where the television is kept. What is the news that resurfaces the submerged wound of a middle-aged lady? Is this news really going to change her future? Sneha was sitting on the veranda of her government bungalow. A white envelope was also lying on the table. Sneha didnt sleep last night. When the night was nearing to its end, she typed the letter. After many times of deletion and retyping it, she finally agreed on the draft, took a print out, and put it in the envelope. But what was in the envelope? Three different stories were narrated by three individuals on a rainy afternoon at their favorite tea bar. What were in the stories that moved these three friends so much? Read to find out.