Finally, after having finished reading a 416 pages dirty, psychedelic, disgusting, gross (but cheap by no means) novel by an Indian writer, written in a brilliant flow of English with a comical undertone, overtone and all other kinds of tones, I do feel satisfied, dirty and liberated – all at the same time.
This story had a lady who progressed from a sabji-vaali to a nurse (to a fake doctor) to a part time prostitute to a maid who sucked blood out of babies to a worker at a health-retreat. She was called Titli. So when I saw what you can see in the picture below, as I was running around the Lingaraj Temple yesterday, I was shocked for a second – since when did they start lesbo marriages in India so openly?
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