Tuesday, October 16, 2012

His Supple Grace

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Reading Arundhati Roy [Excerpts from The God of Small Things; picture by Mayank Austen Soofi]

As she watched him she understood the quality of his beauty. How his labour had shaped him. How the wood he fashioned had fashioned him. Each plank he planed, each nail he drove, each thing he made, had moulded him. Had left its stamp on him. Had given him strength, his supple grace.

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