Raj got up, dressed himself and went to the bus-stop. To his
surprise, he bumped into the same woman whom he met at the senile slum near
Bardhaman Bridge. The woman smiled and went away. Raj recollected the woman,
who was on her death-bed then, saying she will die of excessive bleeding if she
is not admitted to a hospital. But today she appeared to be an upper-class lady
with an umbrella, in sari and high heels. Raj followed her till she went into a
local pub. When Raj stepped inside, he could not find her. On interrogating
with the bartender he was terrified to hear: “Good Morning Sir, You are our
first customer today. What would you want to take?”
--Satyahi
Baidya
Department of English
UG 1
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