I am still not completely out of the myriad feelings and emotions that kept filling my days and nights as I read this wonderful story. One thing that made me decide against reading this story was what happens to the twins towards the end, I came to know of it as part of an article and it sounded so indecorous to me, more so, being a mother of twin kids (fraternal too). But then, does love abide by the Love laws, that lays down who should be loved and how and by how much?
Reading a friend’s review was what prompted me to take up this book immediately. This is one of the best that I have ever read this year. The timeline of the story kept drifting between and within chapters, but that did not hamper the reading, it sounded like a casual account of an incident, wherein we give details of something related to the incident, and to that and to that and so on to complete the bigger picture. The detailing, the imagery all come so true to life with her narration, not a word to be skipped.
Some of the small things were so adorable like the reading backwards, the jumping bin kangaroos at the airport, the jolly well, stoppit-stoppitted , the sharing of the stretch marks, some though squeezed the heart out like the encounter with the Orangedrink Lemondrink Man, Rahel being said she would be loved a little less, small things hurled at the kids by Ammu, the electrical crematorium scene, wherein Rahel recounts Ammu, things the kid remembers when the mom reduces to ashes, choosing to save Ammu, Estha’s silence, and so on. Definitely worth several re-reads.
Reading a friend’s review was what prompted me to take up this book immediately. This is one of the best that I have ever read this year. The timeline of the story kept drifting between and within chapters, but that did not hamper the reading, it sounded like a casual account of an incident, wherein we give details of something related to the incident, and to that and to that and so on to complete the bigger picture. The detailing, the imagery all come so true to life with her narration, not a word to be skipped.
"They all broke the rules.
They all crossed into forbidden territory.
They all tampered with the laws that lay down who should be loved and how. And how much.
The laws that make grandmothers grandmothers, uncles uncles, mothers mothers, cousins cousins, jam jam, and jelly jelly.
It was a time when uncles became fathers, mothers lovers, and cousins died and had funerals.
It was a time when the unthinkable became thinkable and the impossible really happened."
Some of the small things were so adorable like the reading backwards, the jumping bin kangaroos at the airport, the jolly well, stoppit-stoppitted , the sharing of the stretch marks, some though squeezed the heart out like the encounter with the Orangedrink Lemondrink Man, Rahel being said she would be loved a little less, small things hurled at the kids by Ammu, the electrical crematorium scene, wherein Rahel recounts Ammu, things the kid remembers when the mom reduces to ashes, choosing to save Ammu, Estha’s silence, and so on. Definitely worth several re-reads.
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