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Wednesday, Oct. 30, 2002 10:52 p.m.

i like [the god of small things] a lot~ i think the following sentences ho jang~

their Love, their Madness, their Hope, their Infinnate Joy..

and some more:

if he touched her, he couldn't talk to her, if he loved her he couldn't leave, if he spoke he couldn't listen, if he fought he couldn't win.

the man and the woman loved each other sooo much but they were not allowed to hai mai�@�� becoz the man was an outcast (according to the indian caste system). he was beaten to death by the policemen.

a sensational but poetic novel.

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