If he could pay off his bank loans by the end of the year, he would splurge and install an air conditioner. The Goan summer was in full swing and it was blisteringly hot inside his wooden shack. He had about fifty pages to go and decided to finish it and turn in.
With a glass of Pinot Noir and a grilled ham and cheese sandwich at his elbow, he opened ‘ Forty Rules of Love’, a book that described the relationship between a wandering dervish and the famous thirteenth century poet, Rumi. Raju, his only waiter, had been dipping into the till and Katju had recently sacked him. He owned a quaint little Italian restaurant at Ashwem beach and had spent the entire day waiting tables.
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