These short pieces are speculative /fictional reconstructions of newspaper and archival stories about the Indian-Chinese community
Perhaps it was a kindness that one does not normally associate with dentists, but I fell in love with him at the strangest moment- him looking down my mouth, a mirror in one hand and a probe in the other.
Falling in love with a dentist can be hazardous though and there are only so many times the one can feign a toothache or bear having one’s teeth cleaned. So I eventually mustered up the courage and left him in a note in my last visit asking if he would come with me to watch “The sound of music” with me at Eros on independence day.
After waiting for an hour outside the theatre, I despondently headed to his clinic, only to find it sealed. I was told by a neighbour that he had been taken away the day before by some police, despite protestations from the neighbours testifying to his character.
The police never stated their reasons.
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