Jhumpa Lahiri is an Indian-American and now an Italian. I had read ‘In Other Words’ by the author the year before. I liked the book but I somehow thought it to be lengthy. I always thought she would be more interesting in short stories. This story was my chance to enjoy her writing. This particular story is about a girl aged 13. She runs a holiday home along with her father in a countryside. She... continue reading→
Chimamanda Ngozi Adiche is the author who introduced me to feminism. She is the author who made me realise that I was a feminist all along. Therefore, when I saw that the book has a short story from her new collection of stories I jumped at the opportunity immediately. This story is completely unrelated to the her non-fiction on feminism that I fell in love with. ‘That Thing Around Your Neck’ is the title story... continue reading→
Yet another book read due to the “raving reviews” everywhere! Why do I put myself through this when I know I do not synchronise with the world, when it comes to book loving? A question I may never answer. However, will this also be a review that coaxes you into reading this book? Read on to know. Cover The edition I read, had a black background—perhaps the sky with stars adorning it. A beautiful tree... continue reading→
It hasn’t been long since I came across the name of Saadat Hasan Manto; thanks to #365Stories. I also recently watched a (very) short film called In Defence Of Freedom – A Short Film on Manto starring Nawazuddin Siddiqui. I was intrigued. When the name came up in the book I was reading, I was like, ‘OK, so I get a Manto story to review as well!’ This story… well, I think this story is... continue reading→
This is the weirdest writing style I’ve come across. Officially. Sharp, to-the-point, but sometimes, bizarre. This story is about Comrade Dopdi (Draupadi), and other her friends. Now, I don’t understand Naxals or Maoists much—I cannot even differentiate between them, I don’t know how they’re different from the other Leftists; I feel there’s a difference, but I cannot tell. Yes, I’m one of those Indians who don’t know much about these ideologies. But I’m also an... continue reading→
That sweet silence. Tagore has this effect on you. Again, this is one of the stories I’ve read as part of my curriculum (NCERT has a great collection of these, I think). However, at the time I read the story for the first time, in spite of the efforts of my Hindi Literature teacher, I doubt I was mature enough to feel this way. Cabulliwallah is a classic, and I’m sure my narrating the whole... continue reading→