Synopsis

That morning, the house was nearly empty; everyone had departed for a wedding, save for Thankam, Akshaya, and Ronald. Akshaya, with a thoughtful gesture, poured two glasses of sharjah, a sweet drink, for herself and Thankam. A stir arose as Ronald, roused from a deep sleep, demanded a glass. Disappointment followed; their supplies were depleted. Ronald, visibly angered by this news, declared he would have his sharjah that very day, come what may. Would he succeed in his quest? The story unfolds