Ghachar Ghochar

by Vivek Shanbhag

On that day I became convinced that it is the words of women that wound other women most deeply.

Our only fear now is that he might lose his mind with age and become ruinously entangled in some philanthropic enterprise. So we try to keep him in a good mood, making sure he doesn’t lose his taste for food or develop other ascetic tendencies.

The result was that we simply did not desire what we couldn’t afford. When you have no choice, you have no discontent, either.

I raised her face and through her lips gained my first taste of her world.