The
Misra sisters start passing out tea, and then a small old man—the guru—goes up to sing. While the younger
Misra brother Mulk’s voice is “full and ripe,” the guru’s is rough and full of “sadness and passion and frustration,” as though he were approaching death.
Bim takes comfort in a line from
T.S. Eliot: “
Time the destroyer is time the preserver.” Since Mulk and his guru have learned to sing as part of the same tradition, Bim wonders if Mulk’s voice will eventually grow to sound like his guru’s. She thinks the same applies to
her home and the family that has rooted their “deepest selves” in its soil. The guru sings some of
Raja’s favorite lines from the great poet Muhammad Iqbal, and someone calls out, “Vah! Vah!”