From out of the blue clouds your song reached my ears
A heap of broken images
When he was ten, Bharati ,his teacher , had incurred the wrath of his grandmother s sister when the
latter had married an upper caste boy.
He hid his embarrassment when the old...
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From out of the blue clouds your song reached my ears
A heap of broken images
When he was ten, Bharati ,his teacher , had incurred the wrath of his grandmother s sister when the
latter had married an upper caste boy.
He hid his embarrassment when the old lady pulled the teacher
up openly .
He himself had a crush on her and hated her being the target of the fury of his own
grandmother s sister.
The teacher loved him due to his deliciously perverse intelligence or at least that
was what he thought .
There was this dark inscrutable look on his face which would certainly have
attracted her to him.
Kameswari , the dimpled beauty of the class, appeared to feel that Bharati
preferred his scintillating intellect to her own famed arithmetical prowess.
Or at least that was what he
thought.
The sadness in her face appealed to him very much and it was his innate desire to cup her
tragic face in his little hands and console her.
He was very sure that she would not live long and it was
only a
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