By Khushwant Singh
Autobiography of Khushwant Singh
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I thus qualified for the College swimming and water polo teams. The Muslim discreetly left Government College and joined Islamia. degree and at the same time applied for membership of the Inner Temple to qualify as a Barrister. Umrao went on to acquire a second wife. Umrao Singh, his two wives and children shared Longwood with the Gills and lived in evident harmony. He would go on binges, drinking steadily from morning to the late hours of the night. It was said that he was quite impotent himself.
Ram bharosey, haee sah! But every evening while my father and his clerks were computing their gains and quarrelling with each other, the Bagadis went home singing lustily and dancing all the way to their hutments. He had a passion for roses and grew many exotic varieties in beds lining the road which ran from the ‘in’ gate through the portico to the ‘out’ gate. Without doubt, our house was the best designed in the new city and with the most attractively laid out garden. When he was divested of his state, it became the Kerala State Government Guest House.
He told me how it happened. He was about to masturbate when the washerwoman came in with his bundle of clothes. I did not relish having anyone privy to my sex escapades and politely declined his invitation. Kirpal died as a bachelor when in his forties. He was a kindly old man and promptly wrote to the Registrar of Vishwa Bharati. His first questions to me were about the girls I had known. That night I could not sleep; the music and dance had deeply moved me. At first they alarmed me and I killed two snakes before I learnt that they were quite harmless.
Truth, Love and a little Malice by Khushwant Singh