Where are the coconut trees bowing allegiance to the wind, the wide open spaces, the verdant green fields?
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But he’s an untouchable, Shirin.’ ‘He’s my Untouchable Prince Charming, then. Only I am allowed to touch him.
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Every family has secrets, Reena, and they’re there for a reason.
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You don’t live in luxury! You are relegated to sleep in the little store room behind the kitchen with the cockroaches and rats and are at the mercy of Mrs. Gupta,’ Reena was indignant. ‘It’s five-star accommodation compared to a mud hut.
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What am I doing here, Reena? Why am I dancing to the tunes of that old hag?’‘You are saving your family.
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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...
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You are a girl, Shirin. Girls don’t run around naked.’‘Why?’‘They just don’t.
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