AI-generated image Heavendrea was my landlady for many, many years. We got along very well because there wasn’t any occasion when we had to get along together. Fritz Perls would have loved us because we lived out his ideal of ‘I do my thing and you do your thing.’ I was not in Shillong to live up to Heavendrea’s expectations and Heavendrea wasn’t there to live up to mine, and, more importantly, we both acknowledged that. She wanted me to pay the rent in the first week of every month which I did without fail. Life was simple because the matriarch had few demands. I was one among many of the tenants in Heavendrea’s little kingdom. Her house was a proper building with a solid foundation and brick walls. The houses given on rent looked like makeshift structures with floors and walls made of wood and roofs of tin. I liked my little house anyway because Shillong hardly offered anything better to ‘outsiders’. My house had two little rooms and a littler kitchen. When I approached Heavend
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