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[Excerpts from The God of Small Things; picture by Mayank Austen Soofi]
Nothing mattered much. And the less it mattered, the less it mattered. It was never important enough. Because Worse Things had happened. In the country that she came from, poised forever between the terror of war and the horror of peace, Worse Things kept happening.