Sandstorm reminded me of Sairat. In the way the daughter is her father's pride, till she crosses a line. And once she does that, she's an embarrassment, a burden and a threat. Layla and Tasnim's treatment of their mother vis-à-vis their father was also very familiar.
I'm going to renew my library membership tomorrow. This is the fourth time this year that I'm renewing it after ad-hoc suspensions. It always happens that as school tests come by and Anu starts throwing tantrums, we discover that the root cause is the library and me, the bad one. I get frustrated and go and cancel the membership only to renew it when I feel sorry for Anu. Anyway, I've had it now and tomorrow it's going to be for a good one year. If I can't stand by a seven year-old who wants to read story books, I don't think I can count on myself for much else.
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