The next morning, Shrikant woke with a searing pain in his ankle. He propped up his leg on the pillow and was reaching down to apply the cold press that Moni da had given him when he heard the knock on the door. Shrikant limped across to open the door to find Moni da standing outside with an anxious look. “How are you feeling today sir?” he asked Shrikant “Better” said Shrikant weakly. “But you don’t look so Sir?” said Moni da peering down to look at his ankle. “It…
