Friday, July 18, 2008

A Liquid Ache

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Reading Arundhati Roy

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

Occasionaly, when Ammu listened to songs that she loved on the radio, something stirred inside her. A liquid ache spread under her skin, and she walked out of the world like a witch, to a better, happier place.

1 comment:

umar trivandrum said...

Oshe shrugged them off; like a bitch shrugs off her pups when sheĊ› had enough of themO