It is curious how sometimes the memory of death lurks on for so much longer than the memory of life that it purloined.


The God of Small Things (1997)


It is curious how sometimes the memory of death lurks on for so much longer than the memory of life that it purloined.

It is curious how sometimes the memory of death lurks on for so much longer than the memory of life that it purloined.

It is curious how sometimes the memory of death lurks on for so much longer than the memory of life that it purloined.

It is curious how sometimes the memory of death lurks on for so much longer than the memory of life that it purloined.