Satnam rose early. He was having his bath in the mori.( A concocted version of a small bathroom in a chawl).His three year old son was in deep sleep well covered with blankets at one corner of his single room living space.The December winter was cold. His wife was busy preparing his breakfast, tiffin forContinue reading “A day in the life of a garbage van driver”
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