“Somehow you don't question things until you come face to face with the person and suddenly- suddenly you realize that behind all them stories it have a flesh- and- blood, breathing, feeling person who capable of hurting, yes! Well, ask… — Shani Mootoo Copy Share Image
“Street sweepers were pulling their wide brooms down the road and the swish of their brooms filtered through the tail-end of her dreams.” — Shani Mootoo Copy Share Image
“Finally, nausea at my own ballooning sense of self wore me down and I slept. (17)” — Shani Mootoo Copy Share Image
“Shafts of dusty light broke through the branches of the pomerac tree outside the open window. Pohpoh stared at the glittery dust particles that… — Shani Mootoo Copy Share Image
“When Pohpoh unlatched the window above the enamel sink, yellow light sliced through the opening, hauling in a cold, fresh morning draught.” — Shani Mootoo Copy Share Image
“Lavina loved the freedom and wildness in Sarah's garden, so unlike her mother's well- ordered, colour- coordinated beds. (53)” — Shani Mootoo Copy Share Image
“Behind the flattery, the edge of mockery was plain to anyone who must, as a matter of survival, learn to detect it. page no. 15” — Shani Mootoo Copy Share Image
“I wonder at how many of us, feeling unsafe and unprotected, either end up running far away from everything we know and love, or… — Shani Mootoo Copy Share Image
“Chandin found that a straight-back upholstered chair had come to be marked as his. Although it was only a physical place, the chair became… — Shani Mootoo Copy Share Image
“...your name repeats itself mantra-like in my head. At night I fall asleep clinging to the hope that you are happy and well...” — Shani Mootoo Copy Share Image
“Somehow you don't question things until you come face to face with the person and suddenly- suddenly you realize that behind all them stories… — Shani Mootoo Copy Share Image
“The fear of discovering his anger towards his father made his body shake.” — Shani Mootoo Copy Share Image
“Mala faced her wall of faded cereus blooms. She was content. Oblivious to the dew that drizzled from the mudra, she rocked and dozed… — Shani Mootoo Copy Share Image
