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Then she turned round slowly, removing my hands gently from her shoulders and
placing them down my sides. 'Yes, I know, Rajan,' she replied softly. I should
have asked her to marry me then, I realized later, but the moment passed, and ...
Lal threw up his hands in mock surrender. He was used to Vijay's 'highs', but
what had hit him now? No, of course, he did not know, consciously, that he'd felt
all that, nor had he given it much thought, but yes, it was there somewhere in him.
Vijay snapped out of his reverie and went to the door. Raman was standing there,
drenched to the skin, a leaking umbrella in one hand and a plastic- covered
basket in the other. Vijay laughed outright. 'You must patent that umbrella,' he
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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