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She was walking Along an almost silent lane in the city   Work – she had abandoned her work a long time ago, to walk The sky had just turned a happy black   As she walked, she mulled over two words – ‘legitimate’ and ‘illicit’ The presumption that these words were innate opposites – how totally were individuals expected to acquiesce to this! And yet the illicit held the greatest attraction for all that was legitimate   Once, in an urge to ascertain the meanings of ‘legitimate’ and ‘illicit’, she had wished for a space that was at once one of emptiness and of equilibrium, the kind of space that defied the laws of nature She had searched for such a space, but never found it   Having walked for hours, when she came to her senses she discovered herself in the lane she was in now And saw that the place was unfamiliar   The lane was narrow and deserted, with ramshackle houses on either side The bricks were exposed in the crumbling walls The windowpanes were broken, and dirty water dripped from the pipes Sucking out all the life force from this water, a banyan sapling had begun to rear its head There were three or four antennae on the roof of every house in this lane full of potholes and crevices Thousands of crows sat on the antennas So many crows that the city would turn dark if they were all to spread their wings simultaneously   Only a handful of rickshaws rattled by, some pulled by hand, some with pedals There was the odd passer-by, humming, cigarette tip glowing A dog whined at the sight of one of them She was about mid-way down the lane when it was abruptly plunged into impenetrable darkness A power cut had swooped down like a black panther, gobbling up the lane Everything was annihilated by the killer paw of darkness   She couldn’t decide what to do Carry on? Go back? Both options appeared equally futile She sensed the blindness even within her consciousness   Surprised by her awareness of the extreme silence all round, a strange touch against her lips caused her