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THE SMALL TOWN WOMAN
Here is a sample chapter from the e- novel The Small Town Woman. In the words of the
author “ I wrote it several years back I was not thinking in terms of Muslim identity. I was only interested in telling the story of some women who are broken in some way or the other. I still feel the power of this novel in which a handful of women live out their fated, doomed even insipid lives and yet they have a zest for love and life. These are women that I have drawn from the small towns of India…I have often wondered whether the women of the small towns around the globe have similar tragedies, loves and jealousies..like the ones in my novel.”
The grass and trees
they sang in the breeze
little Kiran
would never grow up
and never go away…
In the night they were
like giants
sitting at the side of the roads
During the day
They hummed
With the butterflies
and the bees
little Kiran
would never grow up
and she’d always write...
and always paint the trees
with her songs…
The earth people, the natives of the grass, a mother peahen, a father peacock and five little chicks followed in a single file.
“It was their land,” Ms. Kiran mentally observed as they crossed her path.
Here and there could be seen girls whispering, leaning against some gnarled, aged boughs with books in hand as it was examination time.
Ms. Kiran paused at her door, the phone was ringing...
Published: March 16, 2008
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