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[Excerpts from The God of Small Things; picture by Mayank Austen Soofi]
It had been quiet in Estha’s head until Rahel came. But with her she had brought the sound of passing trains, and the light and shade that fall on you if you have a window seat. The world, locked out for years, suddenly flooded in, and now Estha couldn’t hear himself for the noise.