On the Trail of a Sex Baba

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On the Trail of a Sex Baba

Illustration: Namaah/ Arré

“I

’ll give you ten grand to set it up,” Gopal said, trying to convince Janki Hindale.

Janki looked at the diamond jeweller’s assistant dressed in a sharp white shirt, a well-fitting pair of trousers and shiny black shoes. She could certainly milk him for more. He looked desperate. His seth had run into massive losses recently – his diamond business was floundering. But Janki had to be chary. She wanted to get the asking price right: Too little and she would lose the chance to squeeze this obviously loaded party, but if she quoted too much, the deal would go to Razia. Her arch-rival was also trying to set up a puja for Gopal.

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