“Catching much?” I asked him. He shrugs in the “What to do” perennial answer of Indians. “Give me a go,” I asked.
He hands me the rope. I fling it out a few times and garner a one rupee coin from Ganga ji.
He tells me that I can’t have the coin. I told him that I am Laxmi for him today and that this will be a very good fishing day for him before I board the ferry.