hate the evening before
m afloat on the water. Fishermen's wives did it for their husbands at sea. Children did it for no reason excep
cause his father had shut himself in the back
had said, knocking twice
tod
mise. You can't say a thi
day, Sh
of stock. So Shubham had tied Meenu's plaits, put on a clean shirt
dy dead. A man sold roasted corn from a cart. A hand-cranked Ferris wheel creaked around with four screaming childr
want a
the l
Not the green.
he lamps
to keep up with his long steps. "Mr. Gopal has a
ed, and wish
ucose biscuits, mosquito coils, a tray of balm tins, and a hand-lettered sign that said FREE B
p of bandage around an o
so tight it looked painful. She said something to the old woman th
oked back down at the bandage as if h
ugly turned over i
sleeve. "Dada, that's the girl. The paper-b
N
ut
her by the shoulders, away fro
n the steps when some
oy! Hey!
a lit lamp in each hand. He had clearly been at the festival for som
er usually does the first lamp for Meera. Where is he? Poor man. I wan
t well t
eeling bad about the clinic business. Final notices, deadlines, it all looks cruel on paper.
ld you d
wn leaves at nine. Half this crowd would be at her door by midnight if their children r
ody else was gentle with him tonight, and his father had locked a
e out of him
able. But do not ask me to cry because a woman
irs wen
anging from her fingers. Two fishermen turned. On the st
en as he kept going, the way you know you
at festivals for the rest of her life," he said, "t
body else laughed onc
back. "Shubham, that
ubham s
hand. She had heard it. Every word. He could tell from how her shoulders had drawn up,
he old brave speech about grief and shouting. Instead she simply set the bandage down o
e walke
Ferris wheel, past the lamps. She did not run. She did not hurry. She
one slack in his. "Dada, w
is mouth. N
n," Meenu sai
enu
ea
own on his shoul
th me,"
tight, eyes cold. Dev Menon had known Shubham since they were
stay with
a minute. She is right there." Dev did
se, until the bulbs were far behind and only the wa
e when you sai
what I
Did you notice that? A girl says nothing, does nothing, doesn't even raise her chin, and
mean
s holding the bandage so hard her knuckles were white. When she s
lamp floated past, small and or
angry,"
e alway
ry at some
did she ha
ted out toward the dark, and somewhe
uttered. "I'll find
Dev agree
the thinning crowd. Mrs. Pillai's son was standing
ng. "A minute ago. She said she need
e fair went fla
ham
He shouted her name until his throat burned. Then, at the edge of the temple compound, behin
nd Meenu's shoulders. The child was crying hard, in great wet g
ault. Nobody is angry w
. "He is mean to everyone. I
ow. I
ead and looked directly at him. Her eyes were red
She came looking for the
take
she stops
hing he had not expected. She dug into her pinafore pocket, pu
mpled scrap of pap
Meenu whispered. "Under his p
complet
Shubham stop
aper in her finger
t him, and her face
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