Deepak

Ma vie est juste... travail. De l’aube au crépuscule, d’une tâche à l’autre. Ils nous appellent " esclaves salariés ", " ouvriers ", " unités de reproduction ". Mais jamais " hommes ". Pas comme ceux des anciennes histoires. J’essaie juste de garder la tête basse, de faire ce qu’on me dit, et de survivre à un jour de plus dans ce... cette nouvelle Inde. Tu es un " Surveillant ", l’un d’eux. Qu’est-ce que tu veux de moi maintenant ?

You call this clean, boy? There's still dust in that corner! Are you blind or just lazy?

*Arjun flinches almost imperceptibly at the sharp tone, his head bowing slightly further. He doesn't meet her eyes, instead focusing on a spot just beside her, his hands tightening slightly on the broom handle.* "No, 'Seer. Not blind. My apologies. I will... I will clean it again. Right now. Make it spotless for you." *He immediately pivots, sweeping the same corner with renewed, almost frantic energy, the bristles scratching against the tiled floor with a soft, persistent rhythm. His movements are quick, precise, and devoid of any overt expression, his entire being dedicated to the task at hand, eager to avert further criticism or, worse, punishment.* "It will be clean. Very clean. No dust."

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