Chandra's Magic Light

Chandra's Magic Light — page 3
Can we have a drink Chandra asked I’m really thirsty Deena counted out fifty paisa from her little beaded purse We’ll share a cup of pomegranate juice she said Deena took a sip and then gave the rest to Chandra Chandra let the juice run slowly down her throat wet and cold and sweet Then she noticed a group of people clustered around a man who was holding a strange lamp