I’d arrived at Heathrow on the Sunday morning, a day earlier than anticipated, at about 7 and taken a bus, train and taxi to get to the home we shar...ed. Sunday mornings in our household followed a strict routine. When we were both awake or when one of us woke the other with a little ‘hello pussy’ we would finish off that particular delight and then one of us would get tea, toast, papers and we’d sit in bed. Often enough there’d be a bit more of the mouth to mouth before we’d take ourselves to. Now the story starts, my family had given me the responsibility to go to our another house and see the work of white-wash properly done, I accepted and went to my other house and saw the house next to ours was also having their white-wash work,that family is a Rajasthani family and they know me well as I stayed their for 5 to 6 years.Our house was completely done so I decided to confirm the best work done and went to the 1st floor of the duplex. Meanwhile I noticed someone knocked the door and. Khudharto bagher moto ami jhapiye porlam Rubyr dudher upore. Akta dudher bota mukhe niye pranpone chushchi, onnota niye pranpone tipchi. Akdike chuk chuk onnodike poch poch. Ruby sukher chote amar kadh khamche dhorlo. Or nokh bose gelo amar kadhe. Ami care korlamna, chosha+tepa chaliye zete laglam. Adike amar logloge akhamba lomba lawrata or tolpete guder kachakachi ghosha khete laglo, o tokhono petticoat pore chilo. Or duita dudh niyei moyda chanar pore ami or petticoater fite dhore dilam tan.. Come summer, I unfurl lime hearts to cool the earth.I remember her. She was a villager fleeing up the hill to escape the smoke and shelling. She helped a man climb with her until he could not step higher, and she took him to my shade.She was determined but weary, small for her age, young for her lessons. She whispered to herself as she lay her charge before me. Her words were prayers and curses. She spoke aloud only encouragement to the man as she knelt over him. She trembled, hoping he did not.