The vehicle has exploded
The persistence of memory
“It’d be interesting to know why this perfume is so important to you,” my shrink said.
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I moved back and forth between this life and that life
Caught constantly between my open wounds pressed against sharp edges and my peeling skin, and her open wounds pressed against sharp edges and her peeling skin.
Sometimes, the only thing that makes sense is to gulp down a thing that tastes unfamiliar, even unpleasant, until a reddish haze develops around the corners of your consciousness and everything starts to soften a bit.
Paan is a substance that occupies a space somewhere between a snack and a drug — a space left vacant in the West.