And when we look in through the windows, all we see are shadows. And when we try and listen, all we hear is a whispering. And we cannot understand the whispering, because our minds have been invaded by a war. A war that we have both won and lost. The very worst sort of war. A war that captures dreams and re-dreams them. A war that has made us adore our conquerors and despise ourselves.


The God of Small Things: A Novel (ed. Random House, 2008) - ISBN: 9781588367839

Arundhati Roy Quotes

And when we look in through the windows, all we see are shadows. And when we try and listen, all we hear is a whispering. And we cannot understand...

And when we look in through the windows, all we see are shadows. And when we try and listen, all we hear is a whispering. And we cannot understand...

And when we look in through the windows, all we see are shadows. And when we try and listen, all we hear is a whispering. And we cannot understand...

And when we look in through the windows, all we see are shadows. And when we try and listen, all we hear is a whispering. And we cannot understand...