“It’s not clean,” complains Sohna making a face as Mohna flashes a wry smile. They both seem taken aback that you’ve plonked yourself on a step without dusting it. Sheepishly, you get up to clean the topmost stair for them so that you can all sit down for a tete-a-tete. Even as you are mentally forming your questions, they fire their own: “Where are you from? What do you do? Which paper?”
