Divya Murthy

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‘At least the milk is boiled,’ she said, easing the creases of her sari. Ayyan tried to understand what she had said. ‘Why did you boil the milk?’ he asked. ‘I don’t know,’ she said. ‘When I don’t know what to do, I boil the milk.’
Serious Men: A Novel
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