Friday, June 27, 2008

He longed for the river

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Reading Arundhati Roy

[Excerpts from The God of Small Things; picture by Mayank Austen Soofi]

Driving past the inky sea, Estha put his head out of the window. He could taste the hot, salt breeze in his mouth.

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