Bold Benares #9
This is the mosquito net on my bed in Benares, or Varanasi (where–did I mention?–I was doing research for my novel Sister India.) My first few nights there I didn’t have one of these, and so many tiny moths were darting around my room in the dark that I pulled the sheet over my head to sleep.
Then the little creatures batted against my pulled-tight sheet in large enough numbers that they sounded like steady soft rain patting just overhead. I was very damn glad to get this spooky-looking rig. Once inside I felt safe from not only moths but wall lizards and any other trials in life.
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