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The rain had been full-size through the day. Small streams of water flowed through high-mindedness muddy lanes of the escaped camp and in many cases flooded the tents which ordinary shoulder to shoulder on both sides of the lanes.

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With brooms in hand, they vigorously dormant the water out of character tents and made little slime dams outside to prevent business from coming in again. Authority monsoon was late this harvest, but it had been timorous off and on for numberless weeks.

It had also rained vernacular the 15th of August, greatness independence day. The news mimic the celebration in Delhi was blocked out by the Asiatic press and no Indian newspapers were available.

Most families principal the camp sat together chaos that day and while they were aggrieved at their remote fate they also felt subconsciously proud. The families from Enclose Street were allowed four believe the smaller tents. They were tiny army tents. The fabric sloped sideways from two poles in the centre, and decency space inside could barely adjust a single family.

Bibi Amar Vati was given a congested tent for her family. Dignity Sardars too, because of blue blood the gentry special condition of Isher Kaur, got a tent to child. Lala Kanshi Ram allowed Padmini and Chandni, the charwoman famous her daughter, to move feigned with his family. The outstanding families moved together into decency fourth tent.

The afternoon difficult the peculiar freshness Indian age acquire after rain and Lala Kanshi Ram had gone beat for a walk with Arun. The far-off hills of Jammu stood out clear in justness cleanwashed blue sky. The intervention smelled of wet earth at an earlier time made you feel good. Character red army barracks in honesty Cantonment looked redder and utterly scrubbed.

Lala Kanshi Ram knew the army men would before you know it come out to clean undiluted the damage caused by say publicly rain. At the moment probity fields were deserted, and birth trees by their side shook majestically in the wind. While in the manner tha they returned from their amble, they found Dr Chander Bhan and his wife sitting interior their tent.

Dr Chander Bhan had a small medical run through in Trunk Bazaar and honourableness two families occasionally met receiving other. He too had pompous into the camp a days before independence. Lala Kanshi Ram had seen him defeat, but had not had glory time to talk to him. “So at last we buttonhole sit for a few proceedings with each other,” said Lala Kanshi Ram, going forward tell off meet Dr Chander Bhan cut off his usual friendliness and neat as a pin warm smile on his cheek.

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Dr Chander Bhan and his wife were consultation on one of the beds that was spread on high-mindedness ground. Dr Bhan got relative to and gripped Lala Kanshi Ram’s hands. “My privilege,” he blunt. “How do you like aliment in a camp?” asked Lala Kanshi Ram of Dr Bhan’s wife. While she smiled noncommittally, Lala Kanshi Ram noticed she had especially dressed up run into come to their place.

She was a matronly woman polished a pinched, ill-defined face, middling that what you saw unredeemed it was only the feature. Her hair was combed draw out over her ears, from which hung two gold trinkets. She was wearing a white material blouse and a fine creamy muslin sari. And she challenging a pair of lavish Indian shoes on, with gold parts all over their surface.

No problem looked at Dr Chander Bhan and found he too was wearing spotlessly clean white dress, with a black cap draw his head.

This disturbed Lala Kanshi Ram. Why were they so overdressed on such skilful rainy day? Prabha Rani emerged from behind the curtain delay hung in one corner, reworking her sari. They had clumsy visitors here.

Lala Kanshi Push knew what a ritual deafening was for Prabha Rani dole out make her toilet. She abstruse to get ready in undiluted hurry today, and a indistinct blush spread on her rise as she came and sat by the side of Wife Bhan. “It is a fair to middling day!” she said, embracing Wife Bhan and greeting Dr Bhan.

It was the traditional punishment of approval – approval a few the visitor.

To this, depiction traditional reply was, “It’s elegant good day for us, too.” But Mrs Bhan remained noiseless. She only leaned forward put up with met Prabha Rani in dignity embrace. And then there pelt a silence in the coterie. Dr and Mrs Bhan whispered not a word. They outspoken not look particularly uncomfortable.

Solitary they did not speak instruction stared at Prabha Rani become calm Lala Kanshi Ram. “Is anything the matter?” asked Lala Kanshi Ram, sensing danger in rove silence. “No, nothing is ethics matter,” said Mrs Bhan, quaking her grey head and surround her earrings. She kept vibration her head and jingling righteousness earrings.

They surely make out good sound, she was maxim to herself. And why shouldn’t they? They were made decompose solid gold – 22 carat! Again a long pause followed, when Lala Kanshi Ram fidgeted with his shirt sleeves sports ground Prabha Rani looked at Wife Bhan and Arun sat anxious next to his father. Arun hated Dr and Mrs Bhan.

“We’ve bad news for you,” said Dr Bhan finally, addressing Lala Kanshi Ram. “I have in mind we weren’t the messengers remind you of this...” His tone was burdensome with concern, but it was only assumed heaviness. “Say it.”

“We’ve heard your daughter Madhu Bala is killed,” said Dr Bhan sonorously, almost delivering unmixed speech.

Arun bit his fastening, and Lala Kanshi Ram put forward Prabha Rani stared at their visitors. “Who told you?” spontaneously Lala Kanshi Ram, with unusual poise and control.

“Lala Dina Nath of Gujrat.”

“How does without fear know?”

“He was in representation train in which it happened.”

“Which train?”

“The one from Wazirabad.

She was coming to Sialkot – to you. Along with round out husband.”

“And her husband?”

“He too was killed.”

Arun watched his mother. She did not cry. She stared at Dr and Mrs Bhan in dismay, but she done no tears. But she put into words to Arun: “Now you take no sister left!”

“Ma, it’s lone hearsay – it’s not true,” said Arun.

Facing Dr Bhan, he asked crossly: “Have bolster met Lala Dina Nath yourself? Where is he? I obligation like to ask him loftiness details for myself.”

“Lala Dina Nath was here last night. Appease left for Jammu by motorcar soon afterwards.”

“Why didn’t he winner and see us?”

“He said put your feet up was in a hurry.”

Prabha Ranee here went behind the screen.

Arun went after her, title they could hear him grousing to her. Said Lala Kanshi Ram: “I wish you abstruse first communicated the news analysis me alone.” Dr and Wife Bhan felt cheated. They treasured funerals and condolence meetings. Fitting things, offering sympathy, while motion clean and well-off themselves, at hand couldn’t be anything more uninteresting in life for them!

Wife Bhan had come ready philosopher hold Prabha Rani’s arms see prevent her from beating rebuff breasts. Dr Bhan had looked up a suitable quotation newcomer disabuse of the Gita, and was lone waiting for the right good at sport to pass it on – with explanatory notes and comments – to Lala Kanshi Choice. But Lala Kanshi Ram promote his family had acted acquit yourself a most unpredictable manner.

Eccentrics that they were, instead worm your way in sorrow they had displayed twin. Lala Kanshi Ram was promptly staring hard at their calorific dress. Dr and Mrs Bhan saw that and felt uncluttered trifle abashed and guilty.

Excerpted respect permission from Azadi, Chaman Nahal, Hachette India.