The sun makes an ally of the breeze. It heats the air till it becomes the loo and then sends it on its errand. Even in the intense heat, the loo's warm caresses are sensuous and pleasant. It brings up the prickly heat. It produces a numbness which makes the head nod and the eyes heavy with sleep. It brings on a stroke which takes its victim as gently as breeze bears a fluff of thistledown.
(It's better to create than destroy what's unnecessary)
Tuesday, March 23, 2010
Train To Pakistan - pg. 91
Labels: Khushwant Singh, landscapes, Master-quotes
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