Jaipur Diaries: Chapter 14

Quarantine 9 AM: I drag myself out of bed. That familiar dryness has set in. It feels patchy and hot as I step out of the bedroom. Mr.B’s snores reverberate across the living room perforating the rather thick wooden door. I enter the kitchen. It looks clean and organized. I do not remember leaving it …

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In Custody & Crisis: Article 15

Mom: “Aap bhi Bengali ho keya?” Pretty Girl: “We are Mohammedans” That was the parting tete-e tete at Mrs. Yaqub’s Light Shop, near Hawa Mahal. Her helper was an immigrant Bengali, and presumably Muslim. I assume because the man migrated from Murshidabad, a predominantly Muslim area. So my Mother’s logical inference was: the shop owner …

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