What a marvel! Ghosh's writing must be at the least as addictive as opium. He is a legendary artist when it comes to painting historical stories on his canvas.The painstaking research, immaculate characterization of different people and their personalities shines through as is usual with Ghosh. G...
Borrowed from Jane, Dummer Book Club read.This book took ages to read (approx 2months), largely due to move etc. but also because there was nothing in it that grabbed me & compelled me to read on. It's an easy book to put down & I can understand why some people in Dummer book club gave up on it....
I wish I had read this book before I read all the others by Amitav Ghosh. It has all the characteristics one has come to expect of an Amitacv Ghosh novel - deep research, great narration with such level of detail that it feels like an impressionist painting, a significant item or thought, The Lif...
This is a beautifully crafted novel, weaving together characters far apart in space and time in a story spanning little over a week and based in the ‘tide country’, the name by which Ghosh refers to the Sundarbans, the settled islands off the coast of Bangladesh. The central characters, Piya, an ...
Nueva York, en un futuro próximo. Un ingeniero informático recupera por azar la ficha de un colega que desapareció en Calcuta, adonde fue para investigar la vida de un premio Nobel del siglo XIX dedicado a la investigación de la malaria.Murugan seguía el rastro del científico, escritor y premio N...
I’m impressed! In 1981, Ghosh was a bright young man from India who studied at Oxford. For his dissertation in anthropology he moved to a backwater village in northern Egypt and spent hours hanging out with and befriending a variety of people, including simple fellahin, young students, and villag...
At the heart of this vibrant saga is a vast ship, the Ibis. Her destiny is a tumultuous voyage across the Indian Ocean shortly before the outbreak of the Opium Wars in China. In a time of colonial upheaval, fate has thrown together a diverse cast of Indians and Westerners on board, from a bankrup...
But Macau was so small that it was impossible to hide from the terrifying sound of cannon-fire: as she paced her darkened rooms Shireen was visited by all manner of dreadful imaginings. It was not till the late afternoon, when Zadig Bey came running to her house, that she learnt that the Chinese ...
Even though the fundamentalists sounded an ominous note, most people in Cairo were overjoyed. Months later everybody was still full of it. People would tell anecdotes about how the good news had reached Mahfouz. Swedish efficiency has met its match in Cairo's telephones: the news had broken over ...
As we sat talking on that rainy evening when I arrived at his door, I had the impression that he was looking back with new eyes, as though the sharp edges of my memories had served to strip away a dense layer of accretions that had gathered upon his surroundings, like bark. But it was not long be...