What Hirabai saw on the Tavdi bridge, she never could recollect. However, when she reached home at around 9.30 p.m, her daughters rushed to hug her. She pushed them aside with brutal force and stomped into the house. "Mumma!" exclaimed Kola, the eldest; mid-sentence, she was flung to the ground by Hirabai who had a strange smile on her transformed face — nostrils flaring, saliva dripping from the half open mouth, eyes bloodshot. She let off a string of profanities in a gruff, guttural voice and began to speak in Hindi. She kicked her sleeping husband in the ribs; he......