Reading now: Vine of Desire

Currently immersed in: " The Vine of Desire", an excellent read and a sequel to "Sister of My heart" by Chitra Banerjee Divakaruni.
I started reading it today, imagery and sensitivity of the writer seem to
over-whelm me. Here's a glimpse.

Excerpt 1:
"There is no point torturing yourself over what's happened already," I say.
Useless words, falling between us like lopsided snowflakes. Melting.

Excerpt 2:
Her eyes fall on the slide, where the older children are playing. She crawls toward it, then tries to stand. She's on her feet, swaying precariously on the uneven sand. She takes one step then another. She's walking-its her first time...Then she loses her balance and sits down with a bump. Sudha sees none of this.
......Small tragedies, the hairline cracks in our relationships.