Arundhati Roy
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Within months of being in Ayemenem, I turned into a part of its landscape–a wild child with calloused feet who knew every hiddenth path and shortcut in the village that led to the river. I lived outdoors and went home as seldom as possible. Arundhati Roy In her memoir Mother Mary Comes to Me, Arundhati…
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The past two weeks have been challenging…mainly because of the manifestation of the truth that the world is no more free. I have been spending my time at home reading and educating myself about the facts that we will like to not accept outright…rather pretend that everything, yes every damn thing, is okay and fine.…