Tuesday, 4 November 2008

Frida Kahlo Still Life with Parrot painting

Frida Kahlo Still Life with Parrot paintingFrida Kahlo Self Portrait with Loose Hair paintingFrida Kahlo Self Portrait with Braid painting
moment, along with his old "Where's the telephone?" he demanded. "I've got to make some calls."
It was in the hall; Anahita, raiding her savings, lent him the coins. His head wrapped in a borrowed turban, his body concealed in borrowed trousers (Jumpy"s) and Mishal's shoes, Chamcha dialled the past.
"Chamcha," said the voice of Mimi Mamoulian. "You're dead."
This happened while he was away: Mimi blacked out and lost her teeth. "A whiteout is what it was," she told him, speaking more harshly than usual because of difficulty with her jaw. "A reason why? Don't ask. Who can ask for reason in these times? What's your number?" she added as the pips went. "I'll call you right back." But it was a full five minutes before she did. "I took a leak. You have a reason why you're alive? Why the waters parted for you and the other guy but closed over the rest? Don't tell me you were worthier. People don't buy that nowadays, not even you, Chamcha. I was walking down

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