parallel (India) published:
“mom,” eight-year-old safiya asks. “what are we made of?”
she runs her hand affectionately through her daughter’s hair, a small smile twitching at her lips. “you’ve learnt that at school, raja. muscles and bones and—”
“not that. tell me a story.”
a story. how could she ever resist?
with a sigh, she began: “years ago, the stars wept. they triggered an explosion, and our earth was formed from their blood. the skies wept at being separated from their master, and...
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