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Biju thought he could perhaps persuade his father to get him a small piece if they sold
the saris at a good price. Beside the chicken stall was the mechanic’s shop, which

belonged to Bhabani dada. Bapa said they were lucky to be able to share his little room

above it while they were in Delhi.

The next morning, Biju woke late. His father and his dada were already discussing where

the saris could be sold. His father made a note of the addresses and instructions to find
the way to many parts of the huge city. Biju wished he could read the messages on the

buses and on the huge hoardings along the road.

They got on to a bus. His father was lost in his own thoughts and did not seem to notice
anything around him.

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