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India Daily Diary

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somonosa and che, all of which I dislike. I manage to throw them out when they're not around. Her che is bitter. eat toast and Horlicks. Go to bed at 9:30.

At I do not know what time around 10:30 loud banging on the door. Ram is there, David collapsed at sation went to Kristhas place went crazy, beat up Ram is out of his head. I put on clothes, Ram very upset paces the floor. We hurry there through night busy streets a wedding is going on loudspeakers blast music from several points, colored lights hang, usual traffic confusions, - then the gullies, dark lanes, boys coming from a dorrway of a temple yard, we push through them - the house dark door, open dingy houses seem to reflect the mind of the people. David lies on the floor on his stomach, arms around his head, eyes staring into space. One dim light bulb, framed pictures hung high around the waslls of the room, a built in bookcase, small table. On the table a fan [?] scene. David spralled on the floor of a

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room with dirty green walls, lit by a dim omnipresent light , witness to the scene, the electric fan squatting unconcerned whirling the hot air nowhere. Just sitting there, a piece of machinery functioning while a human being is going to pieces on the floor. David - I kneel next to him, put my hand on his shoulder speaks in soft tones, he starts sobbing uncontrollable, puts his arms over his face, his body convulsed in spasms. "I tried so hard. Two years wasted. I could never get in, they wouldn't let me in, I can't make him understand." I turn off the light which shuts of the fan too, black. I rub his back with my left hand. At least hour long talk in dark. Bring him around. All that is needed is a presence that understands, compassion, warmth. Kristhus'[?] father comes to the door hanging curtain, pushed aside he calls my name, I go out to the dark inner courtyard, whispered conversation with Ram, he is looking for a girl who has just arrived in town an old friend of David's. He cannot find her. I tell him to keep trying. I go back to the cell, turn on the feeble light, the fan does not go back on. Stagnant held atmosphere David sits up. Drained

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India Daily Diary
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