Ready, Steady, Charity 8

Eighth. Words: burp, goddess, disposable

Appa, she asks, Why did she
write about the God of Small
Things? His paternal self, rising
like a burp through his belly
fills the air with food and
tradition. Sour and somewhat
undigested.

Does she mean small things
like snails, or like little baby
slippers?

Because, chinna kutti, he
says, some small things are for
keeps, the others disposable. The
Goddess, I think, takes care
of the latter.

Like your shaving blade? Yes, he
nods. Like that only.

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7 Responses to Ready, Steady, Charity 8

  1. Absolutely fantstic. I approve, several times over. I should keep giving you words, throughout the year…;)

  2. I meant fantastic. Don’t want to become like a certain other speller.

  3. km

    I take back my last comment about the Rumsfeld post being the best one in the series. This one is even better.

  4. Nice one. Neha you keep getting better at this. I am tempted to send you words myself.

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