she was new in Mumbai.-> she was scared, but I figured out she was bold and fun loving.-> she was married but no sign of her husband.Trusting my judgment, I replied “Lagta hai ajj ka quota khatam hone ko aaya hai. Kal phirse aana padega. App chale jaoo ab gharpe. Train mai rush chalu ho jayega. App kaha rehete ho.”She replied, “Nalasopara mai, bohut dur hai yaha se.”Slowly she started to tell me all about her journey to the city from chondi village in. Just great." Well, do you have a car, it's at home, perhaps you could come by later, around four, and get a copy." Oh, yeah, great," I said and she wrote down her address.At four, I pulled into her driveway, there were two cars there, I suppose her husband was home as well.She answered the door and invited me inside."Come into the living room and have a seat, I'll get it, it's in my bedroom."I turned to go in the living room and there was my ninth grade history teacher, Ms. Lynch, sitting on.Read More
