Shyam felt cold. In a half sleep, his right hand fumbled to get his blanket but couldn’t find it. In his mind, he got angry with Archana. She should close the door if she gets up early and goes to the bath. I’m feeling cold. Shyam thought. Maybe blanket would be at left side. He moved his left hand to find it and cried with pain. “What happened?” he heard a voice. “Why you keep the door open?” he shouted, “can’t you shut it before you go to bathe?” “Mister, we are in the tunnel, not in your bedroom,” Charmi