“ You are a girl, Shirin. Girls don’t run around naked.’‘Why?’‘They just don’t. ”
She liked the way a ray of mild autumn sun infiltrating the thick cluster of trees caught a reddish orange leaf swirling in the wind and transformed it golden yellow. She liked that it wasn’t a leaf she recognised, that she could name or associate with her past.
~ Renita D'silva
Where are the coconut trees bowing allegiance to the wind, the wide open spaces, the verdant green fields?
But he’s an untouchable, Shirin.’ ‘He’s my Untouchable Prince Charming, then. Only I am allowed to touch him.
There’s a great drought in my village. People are dying. The price of rice and pulses has rocketed. There is no water anywhere. And here, people are complaining about the rain...
