One day in 1965 Rajiv wrote ...

One day in 1965 Rajiv wrote me from London, where he was studying, and informed me, \'You\'re always asking me about girls, whether I have a special girl, and so forth. Well, I\'ve met a special girl.\' And when Rajiv returned to India, I asked him, \'Do you still think about her in the same way?\' And he said yes. But she couldn\'t get married until she was twenty-one, and until she was sure she\'d like to live in India. Sonia is almost completely an Indian by now, even though she doesn\'t always wear saris.
One day in 1965 Rajiv wrote me from London, where he was studying, and informed me, 'You're always asking me about girls, whether I have a special girl, and so forth. Well, I've met a special girl.' And when Rajiv returned to India, I asked him, 'Do you still think about her in the same way?' And he said yes. But she couldn't get married until she was twenty-one, and until she was sure she'd like to live in India. Sonia is almost completely an Indian by now, even though she doesn't always wear saris.

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