The Routine

Pravallika was woken rudely from a wonderful dream by the harsh wails of women getting tortured. It left a deep impression on her mind that she would never forget in her life. She went through the humiliating routine of finishing things in front of the guard.

Breakfast was delicious. The masala dosa with sweet ginger chutney and groundnut chutney was mouth-watering. Equally delightful was soft idli served with sambar. A mug of hot elaichi tea took her to heaven.

‘Really, this is so awesome for a prison’. She thought. ‘I wish they treated the inmates humanely too’. They were taken to the large temple that had been built to accommodate 10,000 people at a time. She sat with the others waiting for the Priest to start the prayer.

The SP came and stood on the dais. At his signal a guard switched on the screen that had the lyrics of the prayer.