Nano (Passion)

Overwhelmed

Not the first time on the Indo streets beautiful young woman responding to bule admiration with a bow like ducking a tree branch. Such little sense of her loveliness.

Christchurch

Five prayers in the satin robes, cap & hennaed beard, interspersed with blazing fightback on the screen at home—a surprise to hear for Mukhtar of all people. Head of a government bureaucracy, liked by all his staff, Chinese, Indian & Malays alike. Before marriage there had been a 20 year engagement to a persistent, patient fiancé. Could Muk possibly strap-on a backpack?

Leaping Ahead

“Is there any death penalty in Australia?… NZ?”

Didn’t show his disappointment, the gravedigger.

Yasuyuki, a disciple of Amma, paused a moment at the discovery.

Not an Undertaker this, Yas. No. Trad. shovel guy

Steamtrain

The night before Ni had said it might be 4 or 5 maybe. It was the safest time, she said, the cameras would never be checked that hour. Turned out an hour earlier and catching you completely unawares. The electronic swipe was inaudible, here she was peeling off immediately with her eyes on her quarry. Ni did not allow any preliminaries, overruling all attempts to slow the momentum. It was always like that with Ni, despite all; only once she had been beaten at her own game. Hurts, but nice. It had been six months.

Enflamed

A couple of Indian lads taking their pleasure in a secluded place, they thought. Ladies-man Landlord Tan had forwarded the item, delighting in the furtive shared enthusiasm it might have been.