Every time I
landed in Kolkata, he was among the first few people I would meet. Sometimes,
we set up a meeting date even before I had reached Kolkata. With a thumping
heart and sweat trickling down my face due to my nervousness, I would go meet
him. And then, he would usher me inside, close the door behind him, ask me to
lie down, grab my hand, and without wasting much time, go straight for my
mouth. A quick summer romance, not really. For in the aftermath of all this
action, we would often be left in tears, mine shed due to all the pain, and my
father's, not shed, for the deep holes it made in his pocket.
This is the first time in many years that I have not had
to see the dentist in Kolkata. Touchwood. Needless to say, my life is so much
better for it and my smiles, so much brighter!
sunshine
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