My book had arrived at Strand, and I had rushed there to claim it before anybody else bought it. "The Granta Book of India" was handed over with a smile, for I had called twice to check if the copy was still unsold, and I was quite relieved to have finally acquired it. Then, at eight, the keepers downed the shutter, signaling it was time to go. My mood lifted so much, not even the stifling humidity could affect it.
There is great satisfaction in finding a book.