Arisai, you my dear are probably one of the finest writers I have ever read. Seriously. The way you write is so...I don't know how to say it but the preciseness of the way you write has me awed.This one chapter had me on edge all the way.
--Manorama Malik had been born that most dangerous combination of both astonishingly intelligent and devastatingly poor--
Bada-Boom! you started with that enigmatic and exact line.
--"No poor person is truly free, Aunty. And if I have to be trapped, I'd much rather be so in a beautiful cage."--
What a fascinating line...and that is exactly what she ends up doing nahi? being trapped in a beautiful cage..
--"Your silence has me intrigued- Mano." he whispered the shortened form of her name, something so intimate it caused her to take in a surprised burst of air.
And him.--
And I held my breath here..I could feel how she felt when Mahinder says 'Mano'. Manorma has me intrigued.
--The carefully constructed shields built over the past sixteen years were crumbling.
London Bridge is falling down.
Falling down.
Falling down.
London Bridge is falling down.
My.
Fair.
Lady.--
Oh my holy Thepla! This was so perfectly described. How at moments like these innane bits and pieces of memories start playing like a stuck record in your brain and actually make perfect sense.
--You must be loyal to me!
"Will you marry me?"--
Oh Mahinder! What are you pushing her into?
---The woman's head snapped up and the Nurse almost reeled at torment she saw in the moment before it was once again concealed by the near-constant cloud of apathy.---
And one line is all it takes for you to describe such depth of emotion, that I can see the agony flashing in her eyes.
AND AND AND Who the hell is Gauri's first born??
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