Hi!
I've come across this paragraph in a book. Context: a woman suffers from postpartum depression and finds her mother, her husband and her mother-in-law disgusting. They live in Pune, India. At a certain point, she says:
I dream about killing them all sometimes. Not me, but some version of me, a masculine me, a muscular me. Their bodies are left to rot. They bleed different colours, and the baby is happy that they are dead and knows they’re more beautiful this way. We burn them together and are untouched by soot and flint.
I'm struggling with the last part of the sentence («untouched by soot and flint»). Does anybody have an idea of what this might refer to? Maybe something to do with how bodies are cremated in India?
Many thanks,
R.
I've come across this paragraph in a book. Context: a woman suffers from postpartum depression and finds her mother, her husband and her mother-in-law disgusting. They live in Pune, India. At a certain point, she says:
I dream about killing them all sometimes. Not me, but some version of me, a masculine me, a muscular me. Their bodies are left to rot. They bleed different colours, and the baby is happy that they are dead and knows they’re more beautiful this way. We burn them together and are untouched by soot and flint.
I'm struggling with the last part of the sentence («untouched by soot and flint»). Does anybody have an idea of what this might refer to? Maybe something to do with how bodies are cremated in India?
Many thanks,
R.