by Salman Rushdie
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...wiggling again, thrashing about, like a chicken with a slittedgullet... Together, they cared for me beautifully; but in the matter ofemotion, they were deadly rivals. Once, when they took me for a pram-ridethrough the Hanging Gardens on Malabar Hill, Amina overheard Marytelling the other ayahs, 'Look: here's my own big son'-and felt oddlythreatened. Baby Saleem became, after that, the battleground of theirloves; they strove to outdo one another in demonstrations of affection;while he, blinking by now, gurgling aloud, fed on their emotions, using it toaccelerate his growth, expanding and swallowing infinite hugs kisseschucks-under-the-chin, charging towards the moment when he wouldacquire the essential characteristic of human beings: every day, and only inthose rare moments when I was left alone with the fisherman's pointingfinger, I tried to heave myself erect in my cot.(And while I made unavailing efforts to get to my feet, Amina, too, wasin the grip of a useless resolve-she was...
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