She began to sob. Ravi received her sorrow like a desert does the rain.‘What are you running away from Ravi?’ asked the despairing voice.I wish to escape nothing, Ravi answered from within his silence, I want to be the sand of the desert, each grain of sand; I want to be the lake, each minute droplet. I want to be the laya, the dissolution.
-O V Vijayan
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