My sister in Shillong calls it an odyssey, this whole business of getting a proper contract at the district hospital—three years of temporary extensions, each one a little pilgrimage to the block office. I tell her, at least your odyssey ends with a degree; mine ends with me walking home in the mist, wondering if i mei’s arthritis will wait for the government to build that ground-floor flat they keep promising.
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