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Nothing, Anyway I. Okay, I expected her to ask me to chat for a few more minutes. Not just give me a bland okay She didn't even ask me if I had had my dinner FlyingAarti: Did you eat dinner? Not yet.
Will do so when I get home. When girls are hiding something, they start speaking like boys and use expressions like 'cool! How about you? Raghavs treating me. Only at his canteen though. GopalKotaPactory; You still seem excited She did not respond. If someone stalls you on a chat every minute seems like an hour. She finally typed after five long minutes. Okay, anyway, Raghavs here.
He says hi. I have to quickly eat and head back home. Chat later then, Xoxo. I don t think Aarti meant them. She logged out, f had twenty minutes of Internet time left. I spent them doing what most guys who came here did - surf the official IIT website or watch porn. I guess these are the two things boys wanted most in Kota, At least the coaching centres could help you get one of them, K J n the eve of Aarti s birthday I had finished three months in Kota, For the first time I managed to reach the top twenty-five percentile in a class test.
Balance-ji congratulated me. My chemistry score had improved by twenty points. Mr Pulley didnt like my average physics performance Shishir sir, also known as Permutation guru, paused a few extra seconds by my seat as my maths score had improved by ten per cent, 1 kept my answer-sheet in my bag as 1 sat for the physics class.
I looked around the three-hundred-seat lecture room. Mr Pulley was speaking into a handheld mike, tapping it every time he felt the class was not paying enough attention. I still had a long way to go. One needed to reach at least the top-five percentile in the Career Path class to feel confident about an I1T seat. Increasing your percentile in a hyper-competitive class is not easy You have to live, breathe and sleep HT. The top twenty students in every class test received royal treatment.
They were called Gems, a title still elusive to me, Gems stood for 'Group of Extra Meritorious Students' Gems comprised of ultra-geeks whod prefer solving physics problems to having sex, and for whom fun meant memorising the periodic table. Career Path handled Gems with care, as they had the potential to crack the top hundred ranks of JEE, and thus adorn future advertisements. Gems were treated preciously, similar to how one would imagine Lux soap officials treat their brand ambassador Katrina Kaif: However, the top twenty-five percentile felt good.
I wanted to share this with Aarti, Also, 1 had told her I'd be the first one to wish her on her birthday. I tried again but couldn't get through, I made five attempts but the line was still engaged.
I waited patiently as he ended his call at I rushed into the booth and called Aarti again, The line came busy After several attempts the shopkeeper gave me looks of sympathy. He told me he had to shut his shop by I tried calling many more times, at two-minute intervals, but to no avail I don't blow why, but I decided to call Raghavs house.
It being a Friday night I knew Raghav would be home for the weekend. I hesitated for a second before I dialled his number. Of course, if the phone rang so late the whole house would be startled. However, my suspicions were right. The line was busy I tried Raghavs and Aartis numbers in quick succession. He switched off the lit sign. No auto-rickshaw agreed to go to the railway station at a reasonable price at that hour. I reached platform 1 of Kota station at 1: Even at this hour the station was bustling.
A train arrived and the general-quota passengers ran for seats. This time the phone rang. My temper was not something I was proud o f f wanted to keep it under check as the birthday girl picked up the phone, 'Hello?
Uncle, Gopal,11 blurted out, even though I should have probably hung up. After so many attempts I had to talk to her, 'Oh, yes. Hold om he said and screamed for Aarti, Aarti came close to the phone. Tts my birthday, dad,' Aarti said and picked up the phone. Thanks, Thai s so sweet of you.
You stayed up solute to wish me? I also ran five kilometres and will walk back five more, I wanted to say but didn't. Tve been trying to reach you for an hour 'Really? Who were you talking to? I wanted to be the first,71 said. I have my aunt there, no? I could sense it when she lied. I spoke to them for two minutes. Maybe I didn't place the phone back properly. Leave it, no.
How are you? Wish you were here' 'Do you? Of course! I miss you,' Aarti said, her tone so genuine that it was hard to believe she had lied to me ten seconds ago. I f you had placed the phone incorrectly, who placed it back correctly now? Stop interrogating me, I hate this.
How old are we, ten? You were speaking to him. What's going on between ym guys? Can you not make it so stressful? Chat tomorrow on the net? Vtter my college? I value honesty a lot,' I said, 'Of course. Okay, bye now. Dad's giving me dirty looks.
Wait til! Sunday, 1 consoled myself She never came online on Sunday I spent two hours at the cyber cafe. Noon became one, and one became two, There's only so much porn one can watch. I downloaded enough x-rated clips to open a video library, f couldn't bear it anymore.
How hard was it to deliver on a simple promise? I had done nothing but wait for Sunday to talk things out with her, She had suggested the time, not 1.
The power went ofT 'What are you doing? Her mother picked up, "Good afternoon, aunty, Gopal here. Raghav is in the debating team. She's also participating. Singing, I think. Hell, it is importantt aunty. I want to know if your daughter is having a seme, "Nothing urgent. They'll come back tonight, right? Shes gone in the government car. With a security guards I wanted to post my own security guards next to Aarti. You study Then you can also be in a proper college and have fun like Raghav.
The month of November still had ten days left. One moment I told myself not to chase her. Let her call or mail hack. However, the next moment I could think of nothing but her. I had crazy mental conversations with myself. She couldn't be dating him, She said she is not ready for a relationship. If she is, she will go out with me, Mr Optimist Gopal said. However, Mr Pessimist Gopal did not buy it.
Okay, so Raghav has better looks. But Aarii is not so shallow. I have known her for a decade, Mr Optimist-me argued. Raghav also has better future prospects, Mr Pessimist-me said, But would she choose a guy just on the basis of his JEE rank?
She is a girl not a damn institute, said Mr Optimist-me. She will even find jokers in the circus funny, Mr Optimist said. My head hurt as the two morons inside would not stop arguing, Girls have no idea what effect their wavering has on boys.
I had to talk to Aarti. I wanted to shake her and make her talk. My temper flared again. I wanted to run to the Kota station and travel unreserved to VaranasL I couldht think about Balance-ji or my percentile or the stupid Career Path.
If Raghav did anything with Aarti, I would fucking kill him. Tm not going to fucking kill myself, okay? You don't use f-words with your landlord. I didn't sleep the whole night, 1 kicked myself for thinkiog;;about her so much, She is a liar, ditcher and heartless person, I told myself fifty times.
She also happened to be someone I couldn't stop thinking about. V V e had a surprise test in class the next day - which went badly. In the chemistry class Balancedi scolded me as 1 could not answer even a simple question. I didn't give a fuck, 1 wanted to get hold of this girl. She wasn't online. I did not know what to do.
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It would be way too desperate to call her again. I had a horrible week at Career Path. My results slipped to the eightieth percentile. Four-fifths of the class had done better than me, Career Path had a software that picked out students with the maximum improvement or deterioration, 1 featured in the latter.
T m sorry, sir,M said, 'You are not in bad company, 1 hope" T have no friends. He seemed young and genuine, T know how hard it is. I am a Kota product myself' On Sunday I went to the cyber cafe again. As usual, no email. However, she came online in five minutes, A part of me resisted. I initiated the chat anyway GopalKotaFactory: She didn't respond lot two minuted FiyingAarti: Are you upset? FlyingAarti; Only if you don't yell at me. Ym sorry! I wanted to ask why she went to Kanpur with Raghav.
However if I came on too strongly she would give me the silent treatment that could kill me. Its fine, Apology accepted. I found it strange that 1 ended up saying sorry when she owed me an apology Is it ever the girls fault?
The good thing about chatting on the internet is that you can control your impulses,! So, what's up? When in doubt, stick to open-ended questions. Not much. College is busy. Made some friends. Not many. Any special friends? Her mood had lightened. Ifs okay. Tell me. You wont tell me? Your best Flying Aarti: You get so upset. My heart started to beat fast 1 typed one character at a time, GopaiKotaFactory: Well, there is someone special.
A rusted iron knife jabbed my chest. I fought the pain and typed. You know him. Very well, in fact. Mr BHU, who else? The knife was now slicing through my heart I clenched my teeth hard. Hes mad. Mad stupid laghavt!! Hetrapped me, GopaiKotaFactory: Kind a. I couldn't keep up the smileys anymore. Don't ask all that. You've done it? How cheap, Gopi. No, not yet. Meaning almost. Oh, don t embarrass me. What the fuck? Excuse me???
What stuff? You said friendship is all you wanted. With me. With anyone. FlyingAarti; Did 1? I don t know It just kinda happened, GopalKotaPactory: How did it kinda happen? My temper had returned and taken over my remote control. Watch your language, GopalKotaPactory: You someone pure or what? Behaving like m: I continued. Can you tell me why? Shut up, Gopal. Its a very special bond between him and me. What makes it special? Did you give him a blow job? In his hostel or in Kanpur? She didn't respond, I realised 1 had said too much.
However, you cannot undo a line sent on chaL And 1 did not want to fucking apologise again, I kept waiting for an answer.
After three minutes a message flashed on my screen; FlyingAarti is otilioe. I refreshed my screen. I had another notification: FlyingAarti is no longer a contact.
She had removed me from her list. Ton need to extend your time? Instead, I hung out every night at the roadside Chaman chai shop near my house.
Students, teacups in one hand and worksheets in another, occupied the one dozen "wooden benches, I didn't bring any reading material to the shop. One day I ran out of money to pay for my order.
I'll pay you tomorrow, 1 forgot my wallet at home,' 'Relax' he said and extended his hand. Tin Prateek. Didn't work. Still hanging around here to get some.
I think I may have a chance if I try again" 'Do you want to? We sat down on the wooden stools outside the shop. The next installment at Career Path is due. My father doesn't have much cash on him,' 'Go back' Prateek said. He lit a cigarette and. I declined. T cant. How I rowed with my bare hands. How she used to massage my palms afterwards. I flexed my hands, remembering, i hate hen Bui I miss her; Prateek smoked two cigarettes without uttering a word.
I t is a girl,'! We are losers. We dont get things easily. From Kota classes to the bitch back home,' I said. You seem like a fun guy Prateek high-fived me. No home, no school no college, no job. Only Kota,' He winked at me. Pie had become a quitter the first time, and even now he had almost given up. We became friends, meeting at Chamans every night. One day the tea didn't seem enough. Mr Pulley had thrown me out of his class. T fell asleep. Such a boring lecture, 1 said.
He laughed, T gave them their bloody second installment today. Still they do this to me,' I said. Beer bottles outnumbered books, cigarette butts exceeded pens. The walls had posters of scantily-clad women instead of Resonance circulars, 'You've really settled down here,' I said, 'I would if I could, My parents wont fund me here after this year," he said. He took out a bottle of Old Monk from his cupboard.
He poured the rum neat for me. It tasted terrible. Reality check for my parents. Both of them are teachers. Hopefully, the passing of two years and half their life savings will make them realise that their son cant crack any entrance exam. Most of us cant crack these tests, basic probability But who will drill it into our parents' heads? Anyway, finish your drink in one shot; The rum tasted like some hot and bitter medicine. I forced it down my throat. I had to get over Aarti.
Sometimes the only way to get rid of an unpleasant feeling is to replace it with another unpleasant feeling. Soon, Aarti didnt seem so painful 'You loved her? Did you guys meet at birth in the hospital? Over the next three hours 1 told him my entire one-sided love story. From the day 1 had stolen her tiffin to the day she massaged my hand for the last time, and until she finally logged out and removed me as a contact, Prateek listened in silence.
Say something' I said. To my surprise he was still awake. Toy can talk a lot, man! Try to forget her. Wish her happiness with her JEE boy. I havent studied a day since she stopped talking tome' "Dont worry. You will get another girl Everybody gets a girl Even the last rankers. How do you think India has such a large population? Marry your hand? Men are useless.
They hide their inability to discuss relationships behind lame jokes, T better go,v I said. He didn't stop me. He lay on the floor, too tired to go to his bed. Don't lose your grip, man,' he shouted after me as I left his house. Grip, Yes, that's the word. The trick to these entrance exams is that you have to get a grip on them. You need a game plan, What are your strong subjects, which are your weak ones? Are you working with the teachers on the weak areas?
Are you tracking your progress on the mock-tests? Are you thinking about nothing but the exam all day? If your answer is yes to all these questions, that's when you can say you have a grip.
Thats the only way to have a shot at a seat Of course, you could be one of those naturally talented students who never have to study much. But most of us are not, courtesy our parents' mediocre genes. Ironically, these same parents who donated these dumb genes take the longest time to understand that their child is not Einstein's clone.
At least for the three months after Aarti cut me off The spaced-out Prateek became my new and only friend.
I attended classes, though my hangover made it difficult to understand Benzene structures or radioactive isotopes. I tried to do my practice sheets, but could not focus. The teachers started to see me as a quitter and stopped paying attention to me.
I had another problem to deal with. My expenses had increased, for I had to pay for rum. Prateek treated me a few times, but after a while he asked me to pay my share, I knew Baba had borrowed to pay the last installment and had no money.
However, I had little choice. I dialled home from the STD booth one night. They are supposed to be the best for maths. I kept quiet, trying to recuperate from uttering so many lies at once, 'How much?
I resolved to study harder. J will get back into the twenty-five percentile, and then the top five percentile. I decided to study the entire night.
However, I bad a craving for rum first. My resolve weakened. I went to Prateeks house and spent most of the night there- Nothing could motivate me to study. Then came my 1 1 y birthday came five months after my arrival in Kota. Who could it be? I thought. A teacher from Career Path? Did 1 do something wrong? Emotions surged within me. I felt overwhelmed 'Aarti?
Uncontrollable tears ran down my cheeks. I thought I'll play a guessing game, Can we talk? Or am 1 disturbing you? Like I didnt care who she was. Or I would pretend to be busy. Why did birthdays come only once a year? Will go out for dinner with a friend' 'Friend? Date, eh? I t s okay, An w a y , its your birthday. More than anything, 1 wanted to know their relationship status. In fact, he edits the campus magazine now. Keeps talking about that. She still hadn't told me about both of them.
I did not want to pry too much like the last time, Ties a great guy, Gopal, You should see him, how much he wants to do for the world. And I am happy with him.
T wouldn't be talking to you otherwise, right? I wanted to tell her she hadn't spoken to me for three months. However, girls get extremely upset if you give them evidence contrary to their belie! Ai' 'And what? The rusty knife returned to my gut.
I wondered what to say. More than anything, I didn't want to lose touch with her again. My life in Kota had become hell after she disappeared. Like if I told her, 'but you said you missed me', she would jump and say, 'but I also said as a friend!
Happy birthday again! Will speak to you or c h a t I said and paused. T will add you back on chat,' she laughed. That's it. She had done it again - confuse me with a throwaway affectionate line. I said, though I wished hed decide to mt right away, "What is the big hurry? Two men, one educated, one uneducated. Having a. My stomach rumbled for food, We camedownstairs to sit down in the living room again.
Why dongewus! Who isgoing fo fuikmg cry fo? Ifl hve, I wetn to injoy If I die, who cares? YowrptmnisF Gopal shook Ms head, "Friends? IVhai does all this mam? How about you? Yon cvtv had one? Lanka, area of Vmmmisi Gop-al sat up: His hangover reminded me of my college days. Do you think I am a. You seem-fine? I said. You think soV Ishified from-one foot to the other, I had along day ahead, A sleeplessnighuwouM he a bud idea.
Between you and Aarii! Hischarcoal eyes met mine, Something about the young director intrigued me,Ms unnsmcd achievements, his cockiness, his tortured voice or maybe thisstrange holy cMy mude me want to know moteuhout him, I let out a huge sigh.
He pointed to the chair next to him. J said md sat down, "Do you ward mother drink? He laughed, T meant tea! Gopal said, I dipped, a biscuit in my tea and listened. The class will be back any time Raghav said, mil T w brought pori-aloo, we can share drat Its wrong to steal fromothers! We had tea more minutes till the. After that class 5 C would be back. We had to find, eat and keepthe filing back within that time. I f a pickle and parathas- Raghav said, having, opened.
Forgot it I said as I returned the steel box to the students bag. Idlis, a. Wedbit the jackpot. IF I eat only a bit, she will get to fco. I hi ought back a infer and made a clean cut, Fine? I had not had aiiy breakfast at. O said I? MulHpLcahon, sfee wrote on the board, even as tlischildren were still settling down, i stii up straight and craned x m r n e k m see-Aarti Pratap Pracihan,roll number one.
She wore a white skirt, white shirt, red cardigan and.
She picked up a chocolate-, tamed 1 u? Eaghay and I exchanged a worried glance. Hie whole: She, placed the chalk, down, dusted herhands and took the ruler from Aarti, Aarti continued to sniffle. Ihe teacher walked, along the aisles,Students shraiiklii their seats as she passed them. She opened her tiffin and. My fingerswere greasy.
She look out a tissuefrom, her purse and wiped the ruler clean, Admit it, eke. Diron We had two GMs in the class.
One Girtsh Maibui; sat in the. He stood up without provocation.
Who1; the other GM? Neither did the teacher Map. Both my cheekswere stinglog, "Stealing food? Are you a thief? She looked at me asif 1. She smacked the back of my neck. Aarti go clean up in the bathroom- GUI madam said. I leased against the wall outside the class. Aartrwiped her eyes and walkedpast me towards the toilet "Drama queen!
It was only half a slice of chocolate eakef I thought Anyway thife how I,.. Gopal Mlshra, met the great Aarti. PratapPradhao, I. I used it to scribble C on the wail Ithelped me pass the time, and would make oar class easier to find too.
She continued to stare at me as she came closer, You are scribblingoil the "wafer she said. Go How can you steal iay tiffin?
Ibis wouldnt even have noticed.! What for? My mothers iilness had wiped out all Ms savings, She died, two weeks turned four. I dont remember much of her or her death, Baha. You brought sweets only because we have a hearing? My grandfather hsd.
You firang or w hat? No, laddoos make yon fat. Aarti said. Yes, I did. I noticed her loopy plaits, tied op with red ribbons. Sore you donl want the laddoos? You want to he an air hostess? They lly everywhere, I want, to see different places! I shrugged my shoulders. A rich mm! I said, She nodded, as if tny choice was -reasonable Are yon poor rightnow?
We have a ear! I turned to leave when Aarti. Batsmen would miss the balk fielders would misscatches and jobless, morons would whistle in the: Tve not met- Eaghav for. She heldmy hand and. Even though I liked It more at seventeen than at twelve.
We walked past the noisy shopping streets to the calmerCantonment area. We reached the bungalow of District Magistrate PratapBrij. The evening sky had turned a deep orange. Raghav was sure to sulk,as it would he too late to play. However, I could not refuse Aarti. Thankyou,- Aarti said in a child-like voice. Coming in? Best friends, thats all wewere, I told myaeE Her hair Mew in the-breeze and wisps of black gently stroked herface, 1.
Hon f T said firmly T n kteping it long only for you, Bye! However, free tuitionscame under the ambit of acceptable favours. M hmt -not-. I Raghev as f stirred raylemonade We Lad come to t k Gu m m B A e a ouu Warad Ghat, a touristytiuing fomi where white people tell sak iono yenm and the toots roaming.
IUO Cant I geti a;. I hate peoplewho are naturally -gifted with a fiat stomach. Why couldni god make, six-pocks o default standard in all males? Did we have to store fat in the silliestplaces? I stood up, "What happened?
Baha is waiting,1 I saidThe sound of Babas coughiag drowned out the sound o: The doctors had given up.. Weno money. You can! He had a pensionthat lasted us three- weeks in a good month. I understood his drift, 1 have. Or somewhere far south? Knyfmeeung is not everything Baha," I said. It secures your life. Dont light new, right before the exams" 1 rn not fighting. He erupted into a coughing fit. We should consider the surgen," i said. The kndllne rang at midnight I picked it up.
Im sleepy Aarti I said. Chat with someone else, J said. Mends for eight years, though, you still. How are. Dad insists I finish college before I try any of this air hostessbusiness- But yon -can even become one straight after class XII Go to college, HeWight, 1 said, "Which college can I join with my marks?
Because of the mock-test? You are so stupid Aarti said. Top-are stupid. We are both, stupid, fine? Did you have, dinner? Iwarned to slay mad at hen but could not, 1 did, thanks! What thanks? Go to beet nows sleep and dont think about theentrance exams, Aarti I said and paused, What?
Or nicely stupid? Shut up, I am here only she said, are not young anymore, Aarti, I said. Go to bed, Mr Grown-up-Man. You always avoid Well talk, but not now. Good night- sweet dreams, sleep tight? Its no use now, I said, closing the maths textbook. Rest before the m m Is a must. Baba told h i s t Not today, Baba?
Ragloe; said. I read out from the screen. I had come to Raghavs house inShivpur. Sure, I hadnt scored loo badly; Out of ten lakh test-takers,. However, the N i l s had only thirtythousand seats. Sometimes, life played cruel jokes on you.
Id be one ofthose unfortunate eases. Raghav smiled. Electronics in Delhi f "Theres: MIT Lucknow too, right?
Raghav said. Raghavs father said,fully aware it would not. He didnt mear to hurt me, hut it felt bad. I swallowed. You owe. I continued to ramble until Ragh. Yeah right, take a top-ranker to meet, your parent when youve flunked,I thought, "Dorft worry lies laced worse things in lifer I said. No, they deoft publish results in the newspaper anymore, Baba, whatis this mess? IMI today the datef he said.
I kept quiet as 1 stacked the newspapers. I wanted to tell, him theresults-won the out for a. Peace lor a Jew more days would be nice,even If temporary I saw his aged lace, the wrinkles around his eyes. Baba said, happy to make the five--hour journey to find out his son. The antique gas stove tooksix. We hmm to get the. When old. I wondered if life woulde ei be the same again, One rtupid exam, half a. Mv lathers expression changed, He had the look every child dreads,t he look that say.
Paha got up agitatedly and stai ted to circle the dining table. I cm sorry Baba, 1 said. You have to work. Yon do. Hv ia a. I tossedand turned for ages. There would be no sleep till I sorted things out withBaba, 1 went: He was asleep, the hot- water bottle still by his I kept, the bottle aside. He placed a hand on my head as if in blessing. It acted as a tippingpoint. I broke down, 1 1 1 work extra. He had never chargedme in all these yearn I would take his boat for an hour, and buy himtea and biscuits in return.
Maybe not a lot but enough to survive.
If only Baba would understandthis. Too strong for me, I said instead. Gopal laughed. Live life. Start having fine whiskey. You will develop a taste. I attempted another sip and winced. He smiled and poured more water in my drink to dilute it. It ruined the scotch, but saved my sanity. Life is to be enjoyed. Look at me, I will make four crores this year.
What is the point if I dont enjoy it? In most parts of the world, speaking about your income is taboo. In India, you share the figures like your zodiac sign, especially if you have lots. He seemed to have put the question more to himself than me. His dark eyes continued to bore into me. His eyes demanded attention. The rest of him wheatish complexion, modest five-feet-seven-inch height, sideparted hair was reassuringly nondescript.
Yeah, of course. One should enjoy, I said as he cut me. Next year I will make five crores. I realised he would keep forecasting his salary until I demonstrated suitable awe.
Five crores! I said, my voice loud and fake. Gopal grinned. Baby, eat this, for I have made it, is probably the T-shirt slogan he would choose. Thats incredible, I murmured, wondering how I could switch the topic. I noticed stairs winding up. Whats upstairs? Come, I will show you. We climbed up the steps.
We walked past a room with a luxurious king-sized bed. From the terrace I took in the panoramic view. This was a wasteland, all of it. My grandfathers old agricultural land, Gopal said. Ten acres? I made a guess. We had fifteen acres more, Gopal said, but we sold it to fund the construction. He pointed to a small array of lights towards the eastern wall of the floodlit campus. Right there, see. There is a mall coming up. Every Indian city is building malls now, I said.
India shining, Chetan-ji, he said and clinked his glass with mine. Gopal drank more than four times my pace. I hadnt finished my first when he poured his fifth. You big-city types. Drinking for style, he teased when I refused a refill. I dont drink much. Really, I said. I checked the time; p. When do you eat dinner? Up to you, I said, though I wished hed decide to eat right away. What is the big hurry? Two men, one educated, one uneducated. Having a good time, Gopal said and raised his glass in the air.
I nodded out of courtesy. My stomach rumbled for food. We came downstairs to sit down in the living room again. Did you really go to the professors daughters house? I smiled. Love makes us do stupid things. Gopal laughed out loud. He chugged his drink bottoms-up, then grabbed the half-empty bottle to make his sixth tipple. Forget stupid things.
Love fucks you, Gopal said. Thats harsh, I said. Is that why there is no Mrs Director yet? Gopals hand trembled as he continued to pour his drink. I wondered if I should stop him from drinking more. Mrs Director! Gopal smirked. He gripped the whiskey bottle tight.I did not want Aartis mother going "why is this boy calling youso many times from so far?
I made a guess. Neither did the teacher Map. Traffic eases, policemen salute you for no reason, and you start to wonder if civil services are where you should be. Twenty-six, Gopal said, a hint of pride in his voice.
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