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by Swarup Kar Purkayastha
Oct 17, 2023
Phulwari felt on edge as she mopped the wall of her mud house. It was summer. The raging
heat of the day rose from the patio as the sun whipped down. Her silky, yellow
saree with floral prints glittered like small, minute pieces of fluorescent
confetti. The long, loose end of the robe was draped around her shoulders and
tucked into the petticoat. She drew hasty arcs on the wall with a piece of wet
fabric. Sarita, her mother-in-law, was washing clothes at the edge of the
courtyard. Phulwari
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