12th October 1694
A pair of caucasian women, with slightly wrinkled skin and greying hair, got down from the train at the Kempe Gowda railway station and moved forward with a hint of enthusiasm in their eyes. Helena Górska was the one with the red hat and a chudi thar, while Natalya Voskresenskaya was the one who was wearing a Sari.
" It's quite hot here, isn't it? " Helena Górska commented as she wiped the sweat that had accumulated on her forehead with a napkin, while Natalya Voskresenskaya nodded and put down the luggage with a deep sigh.
" It is, no wonder the people here like to wear little clothes, " Natalya looked at her armpits that were drenched and felt helpless.
Helena Górska smiled, " I wonder what those nobles who always claim that Bharatiya people have no shame will wear when they come to the Bharathiya Empire? " An image suddenly appeared in her mind, and she smirked, " Will it be like a pig wearing 'noble attire', sweating until it loses all its weight? "
