tyger! tyger! burning bright in the forests of the night, what immortal hand or eye dare frame thy fearful symmetry? ~~~ william blake ~~~ the room was dark when khushi woke up suddenly. she was thirsty she realised, but the darkness all around made her a little dizzy. it frightened her. where was she? why were there no lights? had amma switched off the little lamp she left on every night in the corner of the room? khushi’s breathing started…
