He fell silent, as if he had nothing more to say.
‘What happened after that?’ I asked quickly.
His eyes welled up with tears. ‘They were shot . . . shot dead on the spot.’
I didn’t say anything. The train slowed and pulled into the station. He hailed a coolie to carry his bags. As he was leaving, I asked, ‘The ending of the story you just told . . . it seems as if you made it up yourself?’
He started and looked at me. ‘How did you know?’ he asked, surprised.
‘How? Your tone was filled with incredible agony.’
Swallowing his bitterness with a glob of saliva, he replied, ‘Yes, those bitches . . .’ He held himself back from cursing and added after a pause, ‘They disgraced their brother’s selfless martyrdom.’
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