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Mian Abdullah / The Hummingbird
The “wise child” of Aadam Aziz and Reverend Mother. Alia initially falls in love with Ahmed Sinai early in Midnight’s Children; however, Ahmed avoids proposing to Alia and ultimately leaves her for her sister, Mumtaz, after Mumtaz is divorced by her first husband. Alia never forgives Mumtaz or Ahmed, and she bitterly folds her jealously and resentment into her cooking, infecting all who consume it. Alia moves to Pakistan after India’s independence, and she is killed in an air-raid during the Indo-Pakistani War.
Alia Aziz Quotes in Midnight’s Children
The Midnight’s Children quotes below are all either spoken by Alia Aziz or refer to Alia Aziz. For each quote, you can also see the other characters and themes related to it (each theme is indicated by its own dot and icon, like this one:
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Book 2: How Saleem Achieved Purity
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What my aunt Alia took pleasure in: cooking. What she had, during the lonely madness of the years, raised to the level of an art-form: the impregnation of food with emotions. To whom she remained second in her achievements in this field: my old ayah, Mary Pereira. By whom, today, both old cooks have been outdone: Saleem Sinai, pickler-in-chief at the Braganza pickle works…nevertheless, while we lived in her Guru Mandir mansion, she fed us the birianis of dissension and the nargisi koftas of discord; and little by little, even the harmonies of my parents’ autumnal love went out of tune.
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Alia Aziz Quotes in Midnight’s Children
The Midnight’s Children quotes below are all either spoken by Alia Aziz or refer to Alia Aziz. For each quote, you can also see the other characters and themes related to it (each theme is indicated by its own dot and icon, like this one:
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Book 2: How Saleem Achieved Purity
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What my aunt Alia took pleasure in: cooking. What she had, during the lonely madness of the years, raised to the level of an art-form: the impregnation of food with emotions. To whom she remained second in her achievements in this field: my old ayah, Mary Pereira. By whom, today, both old cooks have been outdone: Saleem Sinai, pickler-in-chief at the Braganza pickle works…nevertheless, while we lived in her Guru Mandir mansion, she fed us the birianis of dissension and the nargisi koftas of discord; and little by little, even the harmonies of my parents’ autumnal love went out of tune.
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