It is not just the rush or the gaps between train and platform that kill, bhaina. It is the new, deep tiredness—the kind that makes your eyes blur the third rail from the footboard. In my first month here, carrying sacks of samples from our weavers to a buyer in Andheri, I nearly stepped off while standing, asleep on my feet. The mind gives up before the body falls.
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