A pretentious need strong enough to quell any rumblings a well-fed conscience might make in regard of its owner’s hypocrisy.
Though I had yet, until this point, suspected Navya Chakraborty of being amongst their “wannabe” number.
“I see you are confused as to why I would mention such a state of affairs in my country,” she went on; “especially as you are an Englishman and obviously would not be of Dalit status, even if you were of Indian extraction.”
I would tell you that I felt damned by faint praise, but even then, I knew she had no intention of praising me whatsoever and was simply choosing her words carefully that I didn’t leave her house running.
Which, of course, was exactly what I should have done.
So why didn’t I?
Well, if you’ve read this far and have ever been in a situation
