INDEX now there were two girls getting married in just two days’ time. bua ji mopped her brow with her faithful red towel and then tied it tight around her head… “hai re nand kissore!” she muttered under her breath and set to work. an air of frenzy gripped her home. there was a constant rush of people coming and leaving, endless rounds of tea, jalebi and samosa. some came to see the brides to be and the wedding…
