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‘It’s just a way they express love. We know, and they know, we<br />

don’t have power. But we help keep the community together. You<br />

shouldn’t shrug it off’<br />

‘Anyway, I arrive in three weeks. I need to find something to do<br />

there.’<br />

‘You can help with the school.’<br />

‘You are running it well.’<br />

‘For how long? Plus, there are so many issues I can’t solve at this<br />

age. Should I focus on the teaching or repair the roof? From teachers<br />

on one side to labourers on the other, everyone eats my head.’<br />

I laughed.<br />

‘I’ll take care of the roof and any upkeep issues. You run the<br />

school.’<br />

‘Really?’<br />

‘Yes, Ma.’<br />

‘How much would it have paid you? The job you left?’<br />

‘Let it be, Ma. How does it matter now?’<br />

‘Tell me.’<br />

‘Fifty thousand.’<br />

‘A year?’<br />

‘A month.’<br />

My mother gasped so loudly my eardrum hurt.<br />

‘You really refused that job to come and help in a village school?’<br />

‘Yes, Ma. I told you. I’m booking a ticket on the Magadh Express.<br />

See you in three weeks.’<br />

‘I know what made you do this.’<br />

My heart stopped.<br />

‘What?’<br />

‘Your royal blood. You are different. You deserve to be a prince.’<br />

‘Prince has to go. Doesn’t have balance in his prepaid phone.’<br />

My mother laughed as I hung up. Most Indian mothers would slap<br />

a child if he left a high-paying job like that. My mother wouldn’t. She<br />

knew life involved things greater than money. She had seen the lavish

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