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Isn’t it strange how life won’t flow, like a river, but moves in jumps, as if it were held back by locks that are opened now and then to let it jump forwards in a kind of flood?

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Quotes

a wound at its heart

“The air is murky with the smoke of the dying barbecue and the spreading dusk ; the blood is a stain, a wound at its heart.”

— Anita Desai, Fasting, Feasting

Literature

every question was answered

“She would have confessed how the order pleased her, the rationality of the whole system, each element having its own function and existing for a reason. 21 more words

Literature

a different verdict

“Their opinion differed so rarely that if Mama refused to let Aruna wear a pearl necklace to the matinée at the Regal cinema or Papa decided Uma could not take music lessons after school, there was no point in appealing to the other parent for a different verdict: none was expected, or given.”

— Anita Desai, Fasting, Feasting

Literature

‘Cry, the Peacock’ by Anita Desai

It is a story of a young girl named Maya who was surrounded by childhood prophecy of disaster. Maya is an extremely sensitive married girl. Her husband’s name is Gautama. 678 more words

Book Reviews (FaB 2)

two creative spirits

“Picking up my pen, I would remind myself that the best translations are the most inspired, when the translator becomes fully a co-author of the work so that it is a coming together of two creative spirits in a single venture. 20 more words

Literature

recover the art of flying

“She suffered from a sense that she was struggling, like a drowning fly, to raise herself up from the dull, turgid prose before her and somehow recover the art of flying.” 6 more words

Literature