Salad Days
I happened to realize during the utmost 29th year of my life that while I was busy planning and doing absolutely nothing I was also growing old. So I rushed to Roopsa and asked her about my age and she just smiled. There was a kind of silence about her laughter that made me uneasy and I left her place to blunder into the night. I was newspapering in Calcutta about that time and my boss started calling me all sorts of names as I managed to land in the office a couple of…
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