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“There's a reason prophets perform miracles: language lacks the power to describe faith. And you have to land on faith before you can even begin to hike around to its flip side, betrayal.”

Quote by Mohsin Hamid

Book:Moth Smoke
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Moth Smoke

Moth Smoke is a novel that delves into the complexities of addiction and the societal decay during the British colonial period in India. The story is set against the backdrop of a small Indian town, where the protagonist grapples with his personal demons and the broader issues of his time. more

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Mohsin Hamid
Mohsin Hamid

Mohsin Hamid is a Pakistani-British writer born in Karachi in 1971. His works often explore themes of globalization, identity, and modernity. Hamid's debut novel, 'The Reluctant Fundamentalist,' published in 2001, received widespread acclaim and earned him numerous awards. His other notable works include 'How to Get Filthy Rich in Rising Asia' and 'The Reluctant Fundamentalist'. more

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