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(The reactionaries, Vijay reflected bitterly, were presumably more self-disciplined
or did their drinking discreetly, at home.) Mr Mendis he espied in a room beyond,
perched on a ping-pong table that had long lost its original purpose and ...
to Vijay from where he was sitting, built like a tank. Only his face, set beneath a
completely shaven head and lit up by small piercing eyes, was flabby and
bejowled and sinful. He was fair-skinned, almost white, and wore a white suit, a
'If only I hadn't sold the earrings,' Chitra was lamenting, when there was a knock
on the door and Vijay walked in. 'Out, out,' Chitra shouted. 'Oh my God, it's Meena
.' 'Out,' shrieked Chitra. Vijay turned round and left the room, in a daze, ...
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WHEN MEMORY DIESUser Review - Kirkus
First published in Britain, a novel that movingly details how three generations of idealists try to find meaning and purpose as their country, Sri Lanka, becomes another killing field. The author ... Read full review