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Rude Awakenings - Forest Sangha Publications

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2Over the BorderA J A H N S U C I T T OSitting upright, emerging from the dark to take in a cold and unfamiliarworld ... the lights of the carriage, which have been on all night to illuminatethe nocturnal comings and goings of phantom fellow voyagers,grow dim as daylight blooms. Cries of tea—Chai garam! Chai garam!—are echoing the desire in my mind. It is my birthday, forty-one today, andI need to start suckling.However, as my lifestyle does not permit me using money, and furthermoreI have made a vow not to ask for anything, I have no way ofprocuring tea. Nick is awake but gazing dully out of the window obliviousto such needs: “Rotten night. I was cold and there was so muchracket.” He then swings back into his bunk and huddles under a blanketin a doze. Tea passes, stridently advertised; giant pots and cups on a tray,within a few tantalizing feet of my desire, spawn a few spluttering emotionsand then they cease.The carriage had filled up in the night, and the travellers were eagerto enter the day. The man in the suit got his belly back in order and hisbag out from beneath his seat. In the dim light there was a scramble ofbodies as a final spasm in the carriage, accompanied by a clatter andscramble and flurry of bags, delivered us in Lucknow.2 3

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