If Mama Filipinas calls me up from bed everyday, Sister India whispers to me in my dreams.
Nitraj, a special Mewar horse with ears that turn outward like petals.
Carrying petrol to their home across a lakeside.
School boys, attentive.
Peaceful denizens of the streets.
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