Imperfecto Finds A Way
It was a cold rainy winter day that Imperfecto stepped out to connect with the career counsellor. He had identified the bus route numbers that would take him to the posh locality. Accordingly, he boarded the bus from the nearest stop. A change of buses and about an hour later he got down at his destination. The main road was lined with leafless trees made lifeless by strong gusts for nearly a month now. The rain has died to a drizzle now and Imperfecto navigated the puddles and the bora to branch into the streets. The expansive houses with imposing gates made a striking show of grandeur. Imperfecto walked slowly admiring the architecture of each bungalow, the next one seemed to improve upon the previous! The whole street was straight out of fairy tales stored in his distant memory. He had memorized the house number and it was easy to locate it right in the middle of the second street. He was greeted with a signboard 'Beware of dogs' with a small black dog phot