immigrant-fiction

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1ddc560	I don't put much stock in remembering things. Being able to forget is a superior skill.	divakaruni fiction houston immigrant-fiction indian indian-american mothers-and-daughters novel	Chitra Banerjee Divakaruni
1a5f4c1	What is the nature of life? Life is lines of dominoes falling. One thing leads to another, and then another, just like you'd planned. But suddenly a Domino gets skewed, events change direction, people dig in their heels, and you're faced with a situation that you didn't see coming, you who thought you were so clever.	divakaruni fiction immigrant-fiction indian-american love mothers-and-daughters novel relationships women-s-books	Chitra Banerjee Divakaruni
444796a	She lifts her eyes, and there is Death in the corner, but not like a king with his iron crown, as the epics claimed. Why, it is a giant brush loaded with white paint. It descends upon her with gentle suddenness, obliterating the shape of the world.	immigrant-fiction india indian indian-american mothers-and-daughters novel	Chitra Banerjee Divakaruni
34ba20b	But inside loss there can be gain, too,like the small silver spider Bela had discovered one dewy morning, curled asleep at the center of a rose.	child-narrator divakaruni fiction immigrant-fiction india indian-american mothers-and-daughters novel women-s-fiction	Chitra Banerjee Divakaruni
acf02dc	"Would you like to come in?" I said. My hands were sweaty. Inside my chest an ocean heaved and crashed and heaved again. "I would," he said. I saw his Adam's apple jerk as he swallowed. "Thank you." I was distracted by that thank you. We had moved past the language of formality long ago. It was strange to relearn it with each other."	divakaruni fiction immigrant-experience immigrant-fiction indian indian-authors love-mothers-and-daughters mothers-and-daughters novel women-s-fiction	Chitra Banerjee Divakaruni

I don't put much stock in remembering things. Being able to forget is a superior skill.

divakaruni fiction houston immigrant-fiction indian indian-american mothers-and-daughters novel

Chitra Banerjee Divakaruni

1a5f4c1

What is the nature of life? Life is lines of dominoes falling. One thing leads to another, and then another, just like you'd planned. But suddenly a Domino gets skewed, events change direction, people dig in their heels, and you're faced with a situation that you didn't see coming, you who thought you were so clever.

divakaruni fiction immigrant-fiction indian-american love mothers-and-daughters novel relationships women-s-books

Chitra Banerjee Divakaruni

444796a

She lifts her eyes, and there is Death in the corner, but not like a king with his iron crown, as the epics claimed. Why, it is a giant brush loaded with white paint. It descends upon her with gentle suddenness, obliterating the shape of the world.

immigrant-fiction india indian indian-american mothers-and-daughters novel

Chitra Banerjee Divakaruni

34ba20b

But inside loss there can be gain, too,like the small silver spider Bela had discovered one dewy morning, curled asleep at the center of a rose.

child-narrator divakaruni fiction immigrant-fiction india indian-american mothers-and-daughters novel women-s-fiction

Chitra Banerjee Divakaruni

acf02dc

"Would you like to come in?" I said. My hands were sweaty. Inside my chest an ocean heaved and crashed and heaved again. "I would," he said. I saw his Adam's apple jerk as he swallowed. "Thank you." I was distracted by that thank you. We had moved past the language of formality long ago. It was strange to relearn it with each other."

divakaruni fiction immigrant-experience immigrant-fiction indian indian-authors love-mothers-and-daughters mothers-and-daughters novel women-s-fiction

Chitra Banerjee Divakaruni