I was walking through a crowded market in Bangalore, India, in the early 1970 ’ s. Suddenly, a water buffalo picked me up by its horns and flung me to the ground.
Reiz septiņdesmito gadu sākumā, kad mēs ar vīru dzīvojām Indijas pilsētā Bengalorā, ļaužu pārpilnā tirgū man uzbruka bifelis.