In the dim light of the Officials' Room yesterday, waiting to submit my son's loan papers, I saw a young clerk's hands tremble as he stamped a file. His 'sahab' was shouting about a delay, the abuse so casual it hung in the air like dust. I remembered my own first posting in Haflong, and quietly slid my last precious Hajmola towards him — a small armour against the storm.
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