Monday, November 24, 2008

Sexual Excitement

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

Father Mulligan was more than merely flattered by the emotion he aroused in the attractive young girl who stood before him with a trembling, kissable mouth and blazing, coal-black eyes.

Friday, November 21, 2008

Jazz Tune

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

Her wild hair was tied back to look straight though it wasn't. A tiny diamond gleamed in one nostril. She had absurdly beautiful collarbones and a nice atheltic run.

Thursday, November 20, 2008

The Twins

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

The twins were too young to understand all this, so Baby Kochamma grudged them their moments of high happiness when a dragonfly they’d caught lifted a small stone off their palms with its legs, or when they had permission to bathe the pigs, or they found an egg – hot from a hen. But most of all, she grudged them the comfort they drew from each other. She expected from them some token unhappiness. At the very least.

Sunday, November 16, 2008

Cold Knowledge

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

She was twenty-seven that year, and in the pit of her stomach she carried the cold knowledge that for her, life had been lived.

Saturday, November 15, 2008

Outdoorsy

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

People got used to seeing him on the road. A well-dressed man with a quiet walk. His face grew dark and outdoorsy. Rugged. Wrinkled by the sun. He began to look wiser than he really was. Like a fisherman in a city. With sea-secrets in him.

Tuesday, November 11, 2008

Happy Man

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

Anybody could see that Chacko was a proud and happy man to have had a wife like Margaret. White.

Thursday, November 6, 2008

His Own Inconsequence

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

Inured by the confirmation of his own inconsequence, he became resilient and truly indifferent. Nothing mattered much. Nothing much mattered. And the less it mattered, the less it mattered. It was never important enough. Because Worse Things had happened.

Tuesday, November 4, 2008

An Average Student

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

Estha finished school with mediocre results, but refused to go to college. Instead, much to the initial embarrassment of his father and stepmother, he began to do the housework. As though in his own way he was trying to earn his keep.

Saturday, November 1, 2008

Blend into the Background

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

Over time he had acquired the ability to blend into the background of wherever he was -- into bookshelves, gardens, curtains, doorways, streets -- to appear inanimate, almost invisible to the untrained eye.