There is a story though, the one everyone’s writing these days: the aching topography of exile, and the seeming impasse between the seductions of terror and those of love. You’ve read the apocrypha (Salman Rushdie) and the prole version (Zadie Smith). Here now is the Disney one.
Sai, orphaned at 13, is plucked from a chilly convent, and sent to Kalimpong to live with her grandfather, old Judge Jemubhai Patel. Pliant and numb, she warms to the strange household at Cho Oyu. Oh, Grandfather more lizard than human... thinks Sai. And Desai completes the portrait: Harking to the prehistoric, in attendance upon infinity, he resembled a creature of the Galapagos staring over the ocean.
The Lion In Winter 
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