Click! Click! Click!
With the pot steaming right next to him, Karma slowly stirred the ingredients and then moved to the cutting board, where he sliced the carrot into tiny pieces before throwing them into the pot.
It had been about two weeks since his son and his friend, Julian, left for Gaul's boarding school.
Besides a few text messages and calls, he hadn't heard much about the ongoings at the school, but Principal Azer kept all the parents up to date with a newsletter every week.
After getting used to his house being quite a bit louder, it had turned quiet again as he was the only one living here now.
It was a bittersweet feeling.
Thump!
'What was that?'
Karma turned around after hearing the strange sound.
It almost sounded like someone threw a snowball into his window.
He opened the kitchen's curtains, and to his surprise, there was a gray-feathered pigeon staring back at him with a curious gaze.