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[INSERTED LETTER from India; probably from Ramesh, the English M.A. student, Gedney's tutor]

Dear FRIEND,

Love.

Received happily your letter. I understand your feelings. One cannot forget, after all there is my love which will not let you forget India. Kashi is yet not Hot, due to a sudden shower. But it has to. It and every individual has to become hot in order to join the queue which is for uniting with ONE.

I will tell you some facts. You can think the way you like about me, but, please do think about our sufferings, about the sufferings of Americans, about the sufferings of Man.

I had given 50 rupees to the priest near Chowk to get him ready to let us photograph the paintings inside the temple. I have yet to give 240 Rs. to Bhola, the painter. I know I will pay it back. I know it is bad, but I was ruled by the circumstances, and I am really sorry for it. I crave forgiveness.

I am in a nice fix nowadays. I am likely to join rearch in the coming season of July. Either Hardy or some modern American novelist. I have to read a lot. MY never failing friends will be Books, I know.

MY of the last but one line of the recent para is mis-typed. This is the second letter typed by myself since I have seen the light of the world. Mistakes are natural. I never wanted capital ** ** in MY.]

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[INSERTED LETTER from India (continued)

[I am always at you disposal. And moreover, I am reading fast Hindi and Life. I will read legends and talk to peoples especially for informing you.

Mr Ashok is fine with his wife and baby. I am trying to follow him. It is what you advise. I am trying to love my wife. To love everything.

I am happy your articles reached there in a tolerable condition. My wife will wait for the photographs. You don't have to pay any especial attention to her. I don't object, any way. Do the big job of making black and white prints of the color slides. We can make Bhola happy later.

Now Benaras. The city you have seen is now changed a little, especially for me. Moreover, since few weeks back there is s great deal of noise because of the revolution in East Bengal or so-called BANGLA DESH. Gods and devils are moving around, as you used to see. Some danger is necessarily there. Some solution is needed. If it is possible for you to send me some homeopathic medicine, which is for Pappu who is suffering from Polio, write. Borricke & Taffeal company makes the medicine. It is situated in Philadelphia.

I have not seen Kumar for a long time. I will let you know about him if he comes across.]