When the narrator’s parents settled in the city they sent for them. That was a turning point in their friendship. They still lived in the same room. But the old lady was now quite disturbed. The narrator used to go to an English school. He used to go in a motor bus. She couldn’t accompany him to the school as she used to do in the village. In the village she used to stay in the temple that was attached to the school.

In the city there were no dogs in the streets. The grandmother felt quite disturbed. She couldn’t throw chapattis to them now. The old lady took to feeding sparrows in the courtyard, of their city house. As the years rolled by the narrator and the grandmother saw less of each other.

The most disturbing factor for the grandmother was the English school where he used to go. She didn’t understand English words. Nor could she help him in his studies. She knew nothing about western science and learning. She did not believe in the things they taught at the English school. She was distressed that there was no teaching about God and the scriptures. She was disturbed when she came to know that they taught music at the school. She hated music. She considered it fit only for harlots and beggars. It was not meant for gentle folks.