A New World

... the cleverest way of battling the heat was not moving.

There was a gulmohar tree in the lane, the flaming orange flowers erupting from within, and banyan trees, private and removed as ancient pilgrims.

It never became so dark in the room in Claremont; some light, inquisitive and worldly, always entered through the curtains

‘This morning he’d discovered the bathroom light on, its lustre wasted in daylight.’

There was a difference between his parents with regard to appliances; his father distrusted them as he would a rival; his mother had no confidence in using them, but none the less desired them.