The book is written in a style I'm not familiar with. Chapters begin with scenes, which apparently seems not connected with the last chapter. But along the way reading the book, I found it was a genius way of refering to the precious chapters.The book covers some feminist subjects in India. And v...
Un viaggio in treno in compagnia di altre cinque donne, compagne occasionali per una notte, nel vagone riservato alle ��cuccette per signora�� cui il titolo fa riferimento, �� il pretesto per Akhila, la protagonista del romanzo, per riconsiderare la propria esistenza sacrificata al bene della fam...
The corner was important. It couldn’t be just any corner of any room. The corner had to be flanked by two cupboards. Preferably the olive-green steel Godrejs. Or even a grey metal filing cabinet. The purpose was to create an alcove in which the man would be forced to crouch with no room to escape...
So did I. At the high school, Raman Menon peered over his glasses and said, ‘Koman. That’s a pet name, if I may use the phrase. Doesn’t he have a proper name? And what about his surname?’ My father narrowed his eyes into slits. In the few days I had been with him, I knew the import of that look. ...
What were you doing? Why are you looking away? What are you thinking? In the days after the funeral, she feels her children’s eyes dog her every step, every thought. It is unnerving, this constant scrutiny. Meera has felt near invisible all these years; an apparition who glided through the house ...
It was 3.00 a.m. I couldn’t sleep. I didn’t know what to do. The previous evening, the thekedar had wanted me to pick up three items from K.R. Puram station. I had thought nothing of it and did as he asked. Then the thekedar said I should come to the godown. He was already there when I reached. ‘...