The toddler at the far table issued a little shriek of delight over something. Indoor voice, his mother whispered.

Casket, poems by Prabhjot Kaur. Vikendrit Group of Publications, D-203 Defence Colony, New Delhi 24. 116 pp. Hardback: Rs. 75, flexiback: Rs. 50.

Luckily I was in the car when I drove in, so I had time to recombobulate before I got out, and didn't make any comment about the bible verses.

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