Feb 21, 2026 | Fiction
—Structuring the material in terms of the ongoing ahm, situation yes, on Mozart’s, ah, Ring, is it? —I noticed something here . . . Mister Ford spoke for the first time with the commanding indifference of an old-school drawl, running his finger down a catalogued...
Aug 14, 2021 | Fiction
The patron showed very little interest in domestic affairs; he lived for his horse races, studying bloodlines, calculating the law of probabilities, and drinking to console himself when he lost his bets. There were times his nose turned the color of an eggplant, and...
May 5, 2019 | Fiction |
If, before Raghu left for the sugar-estate, Mr Biswas sneezed, Raghu remained at home, worked on his vegetable garden in the morning and spent the afternoon making walking-sticks and sabots, or carving designs on the hafts of cutlasses and the heads of walking-sticks....
