Last Sunday every minute since the moment I opened my eyes in the morning was filled with anxiety about my visit to Abids. The Sunday before, I had foolishly left behind two titles by Romesh Gunesekera that I had seen on the pavements. After Jai told me I should have picked them up I felt even more anxious since it was more likely that the books would have been already snapped up by others. On Sunday when reaching Chikkadpally when I did not see the book at the seller’s where I had seen it I felt really disappointed. The book I had seen at Abids, ‘The Match,’ too would have been taken by someone I thought.