SECONDARY 2
The Mango Tree
I was sitting in the garden with my hands crossed and staring at the sky. The wind calmly blew, and reminded me of an incident, the enchantment of which resurrects and forces me to wear a smile every time I think about it. Mr. Venkat Reddy, the most infamous man in our colony, was known for his harsh and cold words. He was an old man, in his late 60s. His face was completely covered with wrinkles and hair almost faded to gray. He usually appeared with his black coat and half-rimmed spectacles on. Even a blooming flower would shrivel whenever he crossed. I still wonder what made my fate be against me as Mr. Reddy turned out to be my next-door neighbour. ST. GABRIEL’S COLLEGE
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