He felt almost contaminated, as though defeat were an infectious disease. Bang in the centre of the open decorated courtyard, right in front of the flashy Chevrolet car up for lottery, he saw her. ‘O Goddess of the pond!’ Kusum prayed silently, ‘Please give me permission to make love with the handsome contractor. It will be like a patch of moonlight in my life full of drudgery. I am sure you will excuse that, Goddess of Life, especially since I am showing my remorse and repentance in advance.’ T. ..
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