sastra

Gentle half-moons have gathered under their eyes and they are as old as Ammu was when she died. Thirty-one. Not old. Not young. But a viable die-able age. Mungkin bukan kebetulan kalau saya baru membaca The God of Small Things karya Arundhati Roy di usia ke-31. Tidak tua. Tidak muda. Tapi usia yang layak,…