She jumped. Standing at the end of the aisle was Aravind, soaked from the rain, his shirt clinging to his shoulders, holding a dripping umbrella. He was the new professor of Tamil Literature at the nearby college, a man who quoted Bharathiyar in casual conversation and made Maya frustratingly tongue-tied.
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