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The morning has its own quiet news, if you listen.
Retired from a modest clerical job in Shillong, he now lives in his ancestral village house with his wife, who still works as a school cook. His pension is just enough, but his real worry is the dampness creeping into the old wooden beams. His joy is the quiet hour before anyone else is awake, listening to the rain on the tin roof with a cup of black tea.
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