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As he watched the summer sun burn his skin to a darker shade of brown, he went into a reverie and saw his life like a flashback. The
She cruised through her grades with tremendous ease and ended up giving the school finals a year earlier than her peers. She was fifteen then.
After reading Harper Lee's now famous sequel (or prequel) to Mockingbird, Go Set a Watchman, I think the first thing one notices is the mass confusion in Scout, now a 26-year old living in New York and coming back to Maycomb to discover and grapple with the bigotry inherent in the people of her hometown barring none,
Sadaat Hasan Manto, one of the most prolific short-story writers to emerge from the subcontinent, described the murder of a 'Muslim bastard' during the riots in his most famous short story 'Toba Tek Singh'.
Rahman, a young man on the doorstep of thirty, falls to the ground as the knife plunges deep into his back; piercing his muscles to almost reach his heart but, missing it by a hair's breadth hits his ribs.
As he watched the summer sun burn his skin to a darker shade of brown, he went into a reverie and saw his life like a flashback. The
When did these dead people awake from their graves?
She cruised through her grades with tremendous ease and ended up giving the school finals a year earlier than her peers. She was fifteen then.
They are walking altogether - dragging their feet
After reading Harper Lee's now famous sequel (or prequel) to Mockingbird, Go Set a Watchman, I think the first thing one notices is the mass confusion in Scout, now a 26-year old living in New York and coming back to Maycomb to discover and grapple with the bigotry inherent in the people of her hometown barring none,
Sadaat Hasan Manto, one of the most prolific short-story writers to emerge from the subcontinent, described the murder of a 'Muslim bastard' during the riots in his most famous short story 'Toba Tek Singh'.
Rahman, a young man on the doorstep of thirty, falls to the ground as the knife plunges deep into his back; piercing his muscles to almost reach his heart but, missing it by a hair's breadth hits his ribs.