Chitra Banerjee Divakaruni

She lifts a bowl of kheer and her thoughts, flittering like dusty sparrows in a brown back alley, turn a sudden kingfisher blue.


She lifts a bowl of kheer and her thoughts, flittering like dusty sparrows in a brown back alley, turn a sudden kingfisher blue.

– Chitra Banerjee Divakaruni –

The Mistress of Spices

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