She asked, “Did they close her eyes with coins? And put one in her mouth as well?”(173) She further asked , “My poor child has gone like a beggar, without any proper rituals,and you say it doesn’t matter? Her soul will float like Trishanku between worlds. It will hang in purgatory forever. Did they at least dress her in unbleached cotton?”(173). After returning from Vancouver, Sripathi has changed from a rational man to a deeply superstitious man. He became angry when Putty asked him where he was going. He believed three cows were a portent of death, a coconut with four eyes meant a fatal illness, black cats and lumps of vermillion-stained mud are all ill omens. As October came to an end, Nandana’s mind went back to Pumpkins, witches, goblins, and trick-or-treating: “she realized that in India, they don’t have Halloween. Instead, there was something called Deepavali, when people got presents and set off fireworks. She wondered why mamma lady [her grandmother] hadn’t bought her any new clothes.” (The hero’s walk 278). One day Nandana went out of her home and after a long search, a mechanic named Karim brought her …show more content…
This happened one evening, when, after Nandana came home, her grandmother told her to went out to play with the girls across the road. Her great-grandmother, whom Nandana call the witch, told her to be careful of the old exhibitionist chocobar ajja. “The witch said that: If your poor mother was alive, she would make sure that you did not go to such dangerous places to play”(279). Nandana, who still dif not accept her mother’s death, shouts out in her mind “My mother was in Vancouver .... I was only here for a short while.” (279). On a dare, Nandana ran into a tunnel between tall apartment buildings- when she came out the other end, all her friends have gone home. As she stand looking for them , she was approached by mad Mrs.POORNA, a neighbour who entice her into her home. Mrs. POORNA then locked Nandana up in her lost daughter’s bedroom and forcibly feed Nandana her daughter’s favourite foods, in her captivity, Nandana can hear her family calling her. She cried out but was not heard. Later that night, when Mr. POORNA came back home from a business trip, and returned her to her family, Nandana’s silence was broken for good. Nandana’s ability to communicate affirmed the root she has set into the transitional space. The bicultural child found her home and her voice only when she was released from