Good Night Prime Minister

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The gathering at Ittooppu's teashop was a worried lot. The goat was down with fever, it was his daughter who was serving the famed Munnar tea to his loyal clientele, who collected at the shop every morning dutifully before going to work. It was not Ittooppu's absence that caused concern to them, they would prefer tea from the hands of the pretty Kunchi any day. It was the fever that scared them. Thousands had got the fever, and hundreds had died of it. What upset them most was that one among them was causing the dreaded disease. The mosquito. But Chinnamma vehemently objected to what she called were baseless allegations. "You know I wouldn't do this, nor my friends. We have been sucking your blood for generations now, would we do this to you?" But none bought her argument. The evidence was there for everyone to see. Ramankutty,....