帕布莉卡“Did you know, that one night; one moonless, clear, shining night; with the shadowy silhouettes of trees crisp against the star-filled sky – I, on the high, level terrace of my flat, stretched out my hand! Against all odds and possibilities of unbelief and grief – a life of searchings, discontent, and a nagging sense of unreality… A spider-web intuition of a spread-out, intricate illusion that wilfully withheld the truth from me.”
― Radhika Mukherjee, Our Particular Shadows
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机器翻译，仅供参考：
“你知道吗，有一个晚上，一个没有月亮，晴朗，明亮的夜晚，树木的影子在布满星星的天空中清脆地映衬着——我，在我公寓的高高的露台上，伸出了我的手！面对所有不相信和悲伤的可能性和可能性——一种充满探索、不满和唠叨的不真实感的生活……一种蜘蛛网般的直觉，对一种铺天盖地、错综复杂的幻觉，故意对我隐瞒真相。”
―拉迪卡·穆克吉，我们特别的影子
