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by Karan Mujoo
Jun 26, 2025
It was a merciless summer day. The sun—like some capricious molten Caesar—rained fire from the skies, and all of God’s creatures, from the smallest swallow to the largest pachyderm, lay stupefied and stunned. Kishori Lal Yadav, a 53-year-old teacher, counted himself among God’s such creatures. For the last hour, in an attempt to preserve energy, he had rooted himself to his chair. He had stilled his mind and body. But then a shoulder muscle—Judas!—cramped and b
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