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You shouldnt have been born at all, the oracle said, lowering his voice and shaking his head. Having been born anyhow, you should have died in your first month. But since you have survived, its not death that you have to fear, but life.What do you mean? Zeruba asked.The oracle fixed him with his hard, baleful, crazed eyes. . . Youll find out, he said at last.A biochemist turned artist, Zeruba rebels against the oppressive confines of his disintegrating ancestral home in Kerala and, harried by inner demons, flees to lead a reclusive life in a secluded cottage on the... Read More