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The Big House

So this was the big old house that Sandhya had heard of so often from her childhood. Her father and her widowed aunt had already given her a good idea of how big the house was but even then she could not contain her awe. It extended across three streets. The front entrance, low and ornate and made of Burma teak stood next door to the roofless Shiva temple. The backdoor opened to the highway the third road from the front door. She had been too young to remember this …