One afternoon, the sky turned the color of slate. The wind carried the smell of wet earth— mann vasanai . Meenakshi was returning from the river with a pot of water when the rain broke loose. She ran toward the old banyan tree.
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One afternoon, the sky turned the color of slate. The wind carried the smell of wet earth— mann vasanai . Meenakshi was returning from the river with a pot of water when the rain broke loose. She ran toward the old banyan tree.