(Page from: Oluguti Toluguti)
When we read the common (the classics, the bestsellers) books, we read a singular narrative, within a narrow space. In many cases the books in English that we read are set in a far off time, and in a farther off place. Both of which may not be much relevant to what I experience now, and probably influence my thought process in a very limited way.
I am on a hopeful quest to read books from different places in India. I grew up in many States of India, but I hardly know much about each of them. These sort of book reviews might give you also a glimpse of lives that are varied from our own.
- Telangana. Father May Be an Elephant and Mother Only a Small Basket, But… by Gogu Shyamala
- Assam. No Ghosts in this City by Uddipana Goswami
- Tamil Nadu. The Hour Past Midnight, by Salma, translated by Lakshmi Holmstrom
- Kerala. The God of Small Things by Arundhati Roy