Stumbled upon this while reading Dominique Lapierre’s ‘City of Joy’, the book on Kolkata.
For Kovalski it was a marvelous observation ground. A girl came up to him, gave him a big smile and with authority… Placing a finger on his wrist, she said to him in English.
‘Dada, you must be in great hurry.’
‘Why do you thin that?’ asked Kovalski’
‘Because you have a watch.’