The writer on the rooftop of his rented Chennai apartment after being discharged, where he would walk 10 rounds a day, always in fear that the strong wind would blow his 55kg self away (left). — Photos: DORAIRAJ NADASON/The Star
They brought in the body of the man, drenched in blood.
He was large, dark-skinned and red with the blood as the nurses trained their hoses on him.
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