treating the one who loves you most.
Rahel froze. She was desperately sorry for what she had said. She didn't know where those words had come from. She didn't know that she'd had them in her. But they were out now, and wouldn't go back in. They hung about the red saircase like clerks in a Government office. Some stood, some sat and shivered their legs.
'Rahel,', Ammu said. 'Do you realize what you have done?'
Frightened eyes and a fountain looked back at Ammu.
'It's all right. Don't be scared,' Ammu said. 'Just answer me. Do you'
'What?' Rahel said in the smallest voice she had.
'Realize what you've just done?' Ammu said.
Frightened eyes and a fountain looked back at Ammu.
'D'you know what happens when you hurt people?' Ammu said. 'When you hurt people, they begin to love you less. That's what careless words do. They make people love you a little less.'
A cold moth with unusually dense dorsal tufts landed lightly on Rahel's hearts. Where its icy legs touched her, she got goosebumps. Six goose bumps on her careless heart.
A little less her Ammu loved her...
The moth on Rahel's heart spread its velvet wings, and the chill crept into her bones.
-arundhati roy, the god of small things
