Tuesday, May 13, 2008

the god of small things

“Smells, like music, hold memories. She breathed deep, and bottled it up for posterity.” -Arundhati Roy, from The God of Small Things

it seems like every Wednesday it rains. in truth, everyday it rains. but on Wed and Friday afternoons i look forward to playing ball and i’m usually disappointed. the rain. come dry season it’ll be too hot or too dusty. i’ll be fasting, too. we’ll see... as always.


QUICK NOTE... just finished reading The God of Small Things this morning. wonderful book. so creative so real. how she wrote it with the freshness of a child and the wisdom of a grand old mother, simultaneously, i don’t know. but it spoke to me on so many levels. i’m thinking about recommending it to Rama. i’ll try to react to the book in more detail after it settles for me. driven by a quote from the back cover i finished the last page and flipped right back to the 1st. it’s that good. that full, rich and intricate. so real.

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