Raju nods, not thinking much of the numbers on the journal's cover. Particularly in an odd place like this, a man might want to record any number of things, and those numbers could mean anything. Raju is more focused on his own thoughts, his own questions.

"It helps to sort things out, doesn't it. I left mine..." Back home? It feels like an odd betrayal to call the city that way, no matter how much closer Delhi is to it than he is to either of them, right now. "Before I came here. But this place is so strange. I'm sure writing all of it down will help."