The sun streamed heavily on her face. "Ugh," she grunted, throwing her soft, pale hands over her cheeks. She turned her eyes and nose toward the tree that received her silent thanks for being the savior. He stood by her with confusion all over his lightly tanned face. "Why are we avoiding the beautiful sunlight?"…Read more In all Fairness
I know I can't, But I want to. I wish I had, But I couldn't. My love for you, Lost to death. Your faith in me, Gone dead. Forgive me please, My heart won't mend.
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India is of the modern era. It is the ‘I’ in the BRIC countries routinely referred to by commentators as the fastest growing world economies. 65 years after the country achieved independence India has truly come of age.
And yet its customs and traditions live on. The perceived middle classes may have embraced the Internet, mobile devices, flat-screen TVs and social media but family values still run deep. Sue Ghosh, in her entertaining novella, illustrates these values by reference to her own family.
We meet, sometimes via her mother and at other times through her own young eyes, her grandparents, aunts, uncles and cousins. For better or for worse they are family and are connected. Firmly connected too. Here in the West we acknowledge grannies, aunts and uncles. We send them cards, sometimes visit or are visited. But rarely are they part of our day to day lives.
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