"Indeed, Behram roje meant a lot to Mehroo. Which is why with a lilt in her voice she sang out: 'Com—ing! Com—ing!'
"Rustomji growled back, 'You are deaf or what? Must I scream till my lungs burst?'
" 'Coming, coming! Two hands, so much to do, the gunga is late and the house is unswept - '
" 'Arré forget your gunga-bunga!' howled Rustomji. 'That stinking lavatory upstairs is leaking again! God only knows what they do to make it leak. There I was, squatting - barely started - when someone pulled the flush. Then on my head I felt - phuk - all wet! On my head!
" 'On your head? Chhee chhee chhee! How horrible! How inauspicious! How...' and words failedher as she cringed and recoiled from the befouling event. Gingerly she peeked into the WC, fearing a deluge of ordure...