December 6. “Button, a few days back, Moti was thrown out of the bungalow where he had lived most of his life and where we used to go and feed him.”

“But why?”

“Apparently, he bit a worker.”

“He doesn’t look ferocious! He looks like a frightened deer all the time! So where do you go to feed him now?”

“We feed him if we meet up with him outside the bungalow.”

“Is that where Dost went that day?”

“He did. He went and spoke to the security guys and it worked.”

“Where was Moti tonight?”

“Outside the bungalow. I guess he’s slowly getting used to the fact that he’s not welcome inside.”