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“He folded his fear into a perfect rose. He held it out in the palm of his hand. She took it from him and put it in her hair.”

Quote by Arundhati Roy

Book:The God of Small Things

Work

The God of Small Things

This novel delves into the complex relationships and societal dynamics within a family in India, intertwining themes of love, loss, and political turmoil. more

Author

Arundhati Roy is an Indian author best known for her novel 'The God of Small Things', which won the Booker Prize in 1997. Her works often explore social and political issues such as class, race, and gender. more

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