Flashcards in Chapter 12 + 13 Deck (33):
Uma stares into their faces
With open defiance
Aruna would ... Cousin Ramu? ... And anamika - ...?
Pay no attention, she is too busy
Where was /he/?
Had marriage /devoured/ her?
She will read a poem or two, and find
The pleasure they deny her
Her toes twiddle
With me darling - fly'
Mama's voice is ...
Battering it, sharp as an axe
Roars at them
'/this/, this is
What I know. And you, you /don't/'
She no longer had fits: it was as if the
Plunge into the river had caused the fits and hysterics to be carried off by the currents
Only at night the idea that
There was someone who /had/ won what she desired would come winging through the dark
'Job?' Gulped Uma, having never
Aspired so high in her life
Papa looked ... And mama ...
The frown was filled with everything he though of
Working women, of women who dared to presume to step into the work he occupied
Uma's head was ... Her lips were...
Fluttering: yes, yespleaseyes.
'What will my
Madcap do next?'
Anamika's parents try (to do the funeral) but
They fail: their throats are dry, the words will not come.
Drawn along as if
By an invisible rope
A lapwing on the bank that is crying frantically, over and over
(Uma and mama) are
Together still, they have the comfort of each other.
When she tilts it (the water) and pours it out, the murky water
Catches the blaze of the sun and flashes fire
What did Dr Dutt do in
The luxury of her solitude? Uma wished passionately that she knew
Uma clenched her teeth so as to
Not let out a wail of anger and protest that welled up in her mouth like blood when a tooth is drawn
Anything in her life, made me spend and spend!'
When the electricity suddenly
Comes to life, blindingly, with a thump, and light up the message: Anamika is dead.
The news has struck
Light lightning although what it reveals has no reality.
Then she struck a match.
She set herself alight
What anamika's family said was that it was fate,
God had willed it and it was anamika's destiny.
What Uma said
He has retreated into a
Grey shroud of sorrow
But she feels
Like ash - cold, colourless, motionless ash.
Uma wishes he would
Stop arguing and pay. For once.
'Mama, sit down.' Uma
Hisses at her miserably