“…Sucha Singh, tomorrow is Gurpurb. Tomorrow I’ll bring you kadha prasad (halwa)…”
The bus left. Balo was engulfed in the dust from its wheels. When the dust cleared, she wiped her eyes with the edge of her scarf and looked on at the red light of the bus until it disappeared from her sight.
[by Mohan Rakesh]
Uski Roti (1969)