The cock crows. Jassi awakens. The alarm rings, Simi arises. Without either spouse, they sleep alone at night. His is no more, her’s abroad. Away is away, whether permanently or temporarily, right? He gets the sigri going to make himself some chai. She beckons the maid for her morning cuppa. He hitches his lungi and … Continue reading CITY SANS CONSCIENCE
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