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Go to him of the evil eye, belli, bellige duwa; go to your brother. Aiyo ! aiyo My
little Podi Sinho ! I am a mother only of the dead, a mother of six dead children.
Look at my breasts, shrivelled and milkless. I say to the father of my child,” ...
And for three days my father lived in the house, preparing the charm. On the
fourth day the Korala Mahatmaya and my father— taking cold cooked rice with
them—set out from the house, saying they were going to my father's village for
It was in a year, I remember my father telling me, when rain had not fallen—like
the last crop with us—and there was want in the village, and many died of fever.
They urged my father to go, for he was a good man: they knew that. And my father
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LibraryThing ReviewUser Review - kaitanya64 - LibraryThing
Set in colonial Ceylon, this novel is vivid and readable. While the author clearly illustrates a particular culture and time, that of a rural family in the "dry" forest area, where life is ... Read full review
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Dear me but this is a depressing book. Everything that can go wrong does go wrong for the main characters. Written from the point of view of impoverished, uneducated jungle dwellers in Sri Lanka by ... Read full review