Shamini Flint
Quotes
“Don’t know about police methods in the United States,” remarked Singh, “but where I come from a person last seen having an argument with someone who later turns up dead goes straight to the top of the list of suspects.”
Inspector Singh Investigates: A Curious Indian CadaverHaving accidentally watched ten minutes of a head-waggling, hip-shaking, breast-jiggling extravaganza on television, the inspector wasn’t surprised that thespian qualities were not at a premium. It was disheartening, however, to think that it was skin colour that was of paramount importance instead.
Inspector Singh Investigates: A Curious Indian Cadaver[Inspector] Singh closed his eyes and contemplated the gloom within. Circles within circles. Would a child of one of these dead men – killed in a holy place – grow up with revenge on his mind like Tanvir Singh had done? It didn’t bear thinking about.
Inspector Singh Investigates: A Curious Indian CadaverSycophantic little tosser, thought Singh, protecting his inheritance with a bit of brown-nosing. He looked at Tara Singh. Weren’t these big-time industrialists supposed to be good judges of character? Surely he could see through the boy? And why was the brother reluctant to have Singh involved anyway? Didn’t he want to find his sister?
Inspector Singh Investigates: A Curious Indian CadaverIn India, Inspector Singh, life is sometimes very cheap.
Inspector Singh Investigates: A Curious Indian CadaverHe could have added that many bodies went unclaimed because relatives could not afford a funeral. Men and women left their villages to find work in the cities and were far from loved ones when some accident carried them away. And of course, there were those who were killed in the sudden outbreaks of communal violence – it was difficult to find the family of these victims, many of whom might have died at the same time, escaped to their villages or be too traumatised to search for the missing.
Inspector Singh Investigates: A Curious Indian CadaverWithout money, terrorists were just angry young men with an axe to grind. With money, the metaphorical axe became real and sharp and terrifying. He knew that very well – had learnt it the hard way – from his murder investigation in Bali after the bombings there.
Inspector Singh Investigates: A Curious Indian CadaverHumanity was doomed, decided Singh, which made his job of hunting down individual murderers particularly pointless.
Inspector Singh Investigates: A Curious Indian CadaverIn a few minutes, they were whizzing past small boys who had the latest cricket scores written on bits of cardboard. They held up the information for passing traffic and the drivers exclaimed at the news – Sachin Tendulkar had scored a fifty – and threw coins at them in thanks. So much for avoiding the result of the game, thought Singh. This system was more efficient than subscribing for updates on a mobile phone.
Inspector Singh Investigates: A Curious Indian CadaverThe apartment building was tall and modern and would not have looked out of place in Singapore. In Singh’s view, it was extremely dull. “I thought that these rich Indians lived in mansions with one lot of stairs going up and another coming down and dancing girls everywhere?”
“You watch too much TV.”
Inspector Singh Investigates: A Curious Indian Cadaver“How’s the investigation going – any light at the end of the tunnel?”
“Of an oncoming train.”
Inspector Singh Investigates: A Curious Indian Cadaver“Finger prints?”
“Wiped.”
Singh sighed. Was there a criminal out there who didn’t know to wipe his prints?
Inspector Singh Investigates: A Curious Indian Cadaver
