Navigating between the Indian traditions they've inherited and the baffling new world, the characters in Jhumpa Lahiri's elegant, touching stories seek love beyond the barriers of culture and generations. In "A Temporary Matter," published in The New Yorker, a young Indian-American couple... read more
“"Is it really pain you feel, Mrs. Das, or is it guilt?"”Mr. Kapasi
While the astronauts, heroes forever, spent mere hours on the moon, I have remained in this new world for nearly thirty years. I know that my achievement is quite ordinary. I am not the only man to seek his fortune far from home, and certainly I am not the first. Still, there are times I am bewildered by each mile I have traveled, each meal I have eaten, each person I have known, each room in which I have slept. As ordinary as it all appears, there are times when it is beyond my imagination.Highlighted by 24 Kindle customers
Mrs. Croft's was the first death I mourned in America, for hers was the first life I had admired;Highlighted by 22 Kindle customers
Most of all I remember the three of them operating during that time as if they were a single person, sharing a single meal, a single body, a single silence, and a single fear.Highlighted by 21 Kindle customers
Our meals, our actions, were only a shadow of what had already happened there, a lagging ghost of where Mr. Pirzada really belonged.Highlighted by 20 Kindle customers
Her soliloquies mawkish, her sentiments maudlin, malaise dripped like a fever from her pores.Highlighted by 16 Kindle customers
She was like that, excited and delighted by little things, crossing her fingers before any remotely unpredictable event, like tasting a new flavor of ice cream, or dropping a letter in a mailbox. It was a quality he did not understand. It made him feel stupid, as if the world contained hidden wonders he could not anticipate, or see.Highlighted by 15 Kindle customers
Whenever he is discouraged, I tell him that if I can survive on three continents, then there is no obstacle he can not conquer.Highlighted by 14 Kindle customers
I knew, I was assured a safe life, an easy life, a fine education, every opportunity. I would never have to eat rationed food, or obey curfews, or watch riots from my rooftop, or hide neighbors in water tanks to prevent them from being shot, as she and my father had.Highlighted by 14 Kindle customers
Though I had not seen him for months, it was only then that I felt Mr. Pirzada's absence. It was only then, raising my water glass in his name, that I knew what it meant to miss someone who was so many miles and hours away,Highlighted by 13 Kindle customers
In its own way this correspondence would fulfill his dream, of serving as an interpreter between nations.Highlighted by 11 Kindle customers
A Temporary Matter
When Mr. Pirzada Came to Dine
Interpreter of Maladies
A Real Durwan
Sexy
Mrs. Sen's
This Blessed House
The Treatment of Bibi Haldar
The Third and Final Continent
Preceded by The Hours, and followed by The Amazing Adventures of Kavalier & Clay.
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