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On the day Tarun discovered the papers that would change his life, it was also his daughter’s birthday. He couldn’t call to wish her happy birthday, only to hear her burbling through the static—back home, ten hours ahead, she would … more »

I heard wearing black to weddings was inauspicious, so that must have been why I was vomiting into the hotel’s hydrangea bush while my brother kissed his bride five stories above. My father slapped my back as I coughed up … more »

You were the Sawdust Boy. That’s what everybody called you back when there were no electric stoves in the village.

Elderly women making bets with their husbands’ cigarette money on the street corner would look up and shake their colourful … more »

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