Day 4: Fatehjang
'When attacking a camp the first wave of horsemen would go in early in the morning and uproot the tent by its pegs, revealing the dazed occupants doing...' he pauses, 'whatever they might be doing. Then the next wave of slightly less skilful troops comes in and cuts off
At this he rocks with laughter. A man in a turban, with all the aplomb of a maître de vin, tops up my glass of Coca-Cola from a plastic bottle.
As the food is brought round Prince Malik enlarges on his life and reveals a keenly felt regret for the passing of the old ways. He is a countryman, not at all happy in the city. He loves country sports and rides at least twice a day for several hours.
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