October 7, 2011 § Leave a comment

An Anglo-Indian woman, who lives a few houses away, has lent me an old, massive wooden cupboard that doesn’t seem to have aged too much in its 75 odd years of being. It possesses three very distinct shelves and three equally distinct drawers. It is practical in design and character; no frills, no fuss. It also holds everything I own (including my bags and suitcase) without a single shudder or complaint. It’s a beautiful piece of furniture, and my attaining it involved a number of intriguing visits to a wonderful woman. Stories are her forte, and those of her grandfather are rather scandalous with his many mistresses and eighteen children. Her nephew is a born Demon Slayer; most of her stories are rather amusing.


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