" I picked up one of the books lying on top of a stack on the floor beside me. It had a navy blue cover with Grimm's Fairy Tales written across it in gold lettering.
The books beneath it were Hans Christian Andersen's Fairy Tales, Panchatantra, Aesop's Fables, and Arabian Nights. All the books I used to read with Amma and devour with the aid of a flashlight long after she left me alone in the darkness. I got up and began to wander around, casually perusing the rest of the books in the cottage. They were all the same- fairy tales and magical stories. I wondered if these were the only books upon which she had built her conception of the real world, a world inhabited by witches and mermaids, a world where men beheaded their wives and animals spoke. "

― Kamala Nair , The Girl in the Garden