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“Only their efforts to make him talk failed. He would say one word at a time, if pressed, but seemed happier not to and could not be made to repeat a whole line. Gradually, as his family learnt how to anticipate his few needs and how to respond, they ceased to notice his silence—his manner of communication seemed full and rich enough to them: he no more needed to converse than Aunt Mira's cat did.”

Quote by Anita Desai

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Clear light of day

This book delves into the journey of a protagonist as they navigate life's challenges, seeking clarity and enlightenment. more

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Anita Desai
Anita Desai

Anita Desai is a renowned Indian novelist, born on June 24, 1937. Her works are known for their delicate emotional portrayal and profound insight into the social life of India. more

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