The Morning Walkers' Club by Deepa Vishal

  Read Part 1 Here! "Psst! Come here!" Ayesha turned around and found  Mrs.Fernandes beckoning her. She moved cautiously, for Mrs.Fernandes, with her sharp features, still-strong posture and commanding voice looked formidable. It was the fourth day of her morning walk.  Ayesha had settled into a routine of daily morning walks. Although she found the group of ladies far too boisterous and loud for her, she enjoyed the daily conversations. For some time, it made her forget everything that was hurtful and painful in her life. "What do you call that thing that the girl is wearing?" Mrs.Fernandes pointed to a girl who was jogging at the other end of the park. Ayesha looked at her and said. "It's a tank-top." "Do you think you can order one for me online?" Ayesha looked at Mrs.Fernandes.  "You want me to order a tank-top for you?" She asked in a dry tone, hoping against hope that she had misheard the senior. "Yes. I think it will loo...

  "How was the party yesterday?" Urvi asked Jasleen. It was 7 in the morning and like every day, the group of ladies  had assembled at the park. There was a bench which the ladies had reserved for themselves. Everyone who was a regular in the park knew them and gave them a safe pass, for the ladies were TROUBLE. All of them belonged to the Orchids Complex. They had been friends since a decade. At 80 years of age, Mrs. Fernandes was the eldest of the group. With a straight posture that could give models a run for their money, she was a formidable lady who had a no-nonsense attitude and a permanent scowl on her face that belied her sense of humor. Urvi Mehta, Jasleen Ahuja, Sheetal Kulkarni, Meenakshi Iyer and Yasmin Khan were all in their early fifties, Jasleen being the youngest among them. "Oh. It was... what can I say?" Jasleen said with a dramatic sigh and fell silent, apparently lost in thoughts. The group, sensing that something juicy and gossipy was about ...