When I read the synopsis of the book, it sounded like a very run-of-the-mill-kind story. But I picked it up solely because I absolutely loved the author’s other book, The Nightingale. Her writing style, how she developed her characters of the two sisters, the dramatic WWII setting et al. I was absolutely in awe. I knew I had to read another one.
“Gillian has always encompassed the vast space between pretty and ugly. In fact, she is painfully aware that there is nothing remarkable about her, until her husband Ricky experiences a mysterious fall that leaves him in a comatose state. As doctors and nurses rush to assure her that Ricky will recover well, Gillian thinks of the years of cold silence and manipulation that have overshadowed their marriage. As the coma persists, Gillian dreams of a different life, one her marriage has denied her, and hopes Ricky does not wake up. Nonetheless, his eyes open to reveal a man who claims to remember nothing of his former self. Gillian, convinced that this is only a furthering of his past cruelty, seeks to test this new Ricky. She invents a family they never had, and fills his head with stories of an imaginary life. Ricky becomes a father, and an orphan, eagerly accepting magazine-clipped photos and an urn filled with cigarette ash as evidence of his once-happy life. But, as Ricky persists in his assertion that he remembers nothing of their real past, Gillian begins to question how far she can go in punishing a man for sins he cannot remember committing.”
The book starts with pretty much what is described in the blurb. Gillian pretends to be sad for her husband who is in coma after a fall, but is secretly relieved to be rid of him. She likes going back to the house, watch mindless television and eat ice cream for dinner. But one day, her husband, Ricky wakes up. But he does not remember anything after the first 16 years of his life. She is secretly sure that Ricky is playing mind games with her, only to catch her red handed as soon as she makes a mistake. But turns out, that’s not the case. Gillian discovers that not only does Ricky not remember anything, he is a totally different man from what he used to be. Gillian remembers him as cold and distant whereas the new Ricky is warm and caring and wants to know all about his old life.
The thing that worked for me was the brilliance of Gillian’s character. It is complex and layered. The way it progressed from a happy child to a pregnant teenager and subsequently, an unhappy adult is totally comprehensible and spoke for many of her life’s decisions. The narrative keeps going back and forth, but definitely keeps one hooked.
A couple of things didn’t work for me. Gillian keeps insisting on the fact that Ricky was manipulative in the marriage, but has only incident to share for it. And somewhere down the line, I got an impression that maybe she was so clouded in her own grief of losing her child, her sister and her parents, that she was a little too preconceived about her relationship with Ricky. Also, Ricky’s character was never delved upon in the book, except from the protagonist’s view. And so, one forms an opinion about him based on that. But by the end of the book, I felt like I would have liked to know what was going on in Ricky’s head as the years rolled by and their marriage kept falling apart and none of them did anything about it. I never got to know if it was Ricky, a philanderer and alcoholic who destroyed the marriage, or Gillian, who was too cold and hurt to care or both. Also, the sub plot of Ricky donating money for causes that are close to Gillian’s heart seems like a cliché and doesn’t add to the book in a meaningful way.
The ending of the book is a little abrupt and yet not bizarre. It takes you by surprise, and yet not! It feels like “not a happy ending”, but a right ending as if this was real life. By the end of the book, I felt sad for Gillian and her life journey hitherto. I would definitely like to read another book from the author, Shauna Kelley.
My rating for the book: 3.5 stars (a half extra star for brilliantly carving out Gillian’s character)
After finishing “The Husband’s Secret” by Liane Morarty, I was really looking forward to a book that would hold on to its own. You know how sometimes you read a book so amazing, that anything you read after that does not match up. I wanted to pick up something that wouldn’t disappoint me. And so, I went to the library searching for my next one. Since March is being celebrated as Women’s month at the library, they are showcasing some of the better women writers and their books. And that’s how I chanced upon the book, “The Wife” by Meg Wolitzer. Also, let me confess, I didn’t find the blurb as exciting, and solely picked up the book because I loved the cover. It’s a simple cover, and yet I was drawn to it. And for once, I have to say, I am glad I judged the book by its cover.
I thoroughly enjoyed the book. And even though the book is set in a time different from today, yet you could find it touching a chord with something in your marriage. Like this one passage from the book that reads,” Everyone knows how women soldier on, how women dream up blueprints, recipes, ideas for a better world, and then sometimes lose them on the way to the crib in the middle of the night, on the way to Stop and Shop, or the bath. They lose them on the way to greasing the path on which their husband and children will ride serenely through life”.
My rating: 4 stars
It is the tale of Paperback king Aditya Kapoor’s life. His is a modern man’s fantasy. His literary stardom is
perfectly balanced by a loving wife and a spectacular career. With everything he touches turning to gold, Aditya is on a winning streak. On the other hand is Shreya Kaushik is a student with a heart full of
ambition. Young, beautiful, and reckless, Shreya speaks her mind and obsessively chases after what she wants. And what she wants is to be a bestselling author. What happens when their worlds collide? Is it
possible to love two people at the same time? Can real ambition come in the way of blind passion? Can trust once broken, be regained?
The blurb isn’t too exciting. And the title of the book almost gives the plot away. But then you want to read
the book because the author’s reputation of being the John Grisham of India precedes him. This was my
first book by the author, Ravi Subramanian, even though I had been recommended to pick up at least one of his works by some of my well read blogger friends. And so when the team at BlogAdda asked if I would be interested in reviewing this book, it had to be a Yes.
The book to me pretty much seemed like a movie. A movie whose first half is been-there-seen(read)-that. All run of the mill stuff. A successful couple, a picture perfect family and a beautiful intelligent third cog in the wheel. And then, the second half which is replete with twists and turns and melodrama and action and the thrills. The second half is interesting and pacey and you can’t keep the book down until you have read it through.
What worked for me:
2) A lot of insights into the literary world as the story involves a successful author and a debutante author. He actually talks about real life stuff like publishing houses, pricing and marketing a book.
What didn’t work for me:
1) He wrote a thriller and left clues all over the place. Even in some places where there is no significance. Like in Paris, the lady who first contracts Ebola is reading one of Aditya’s books. And while Aditya’s wife is totally fretting over her and trying to arrange help for her, she has her eyes on the book. In the end, it didn’t amount to anything. Maybe it was done to confuse the reader, but to me it felt like lose ends of a story.
2) A long drawn (and totally unnecessary) drama with Ebola. It could simply have been viral. The serious nature of the disease didn’t add anything to the story.
3) The hospital scene in which Aditya vents his feeling for his wife was too Bollywood-ish. I mean, c’mon, who does that in real life? And the doctor actually had the time to take out that CCTV footage to convince Aditya’s wife of his love!
4) A lot of stuff seemed to have been written so as to be picked up for an easy Bollywood adaptation. I really felt the story could have much more depth in it.
I was really confused about my feelings for this book. Even though it wasn’t mind blowing for me, it definitely wasn’t all that bad either. It’s one of those books which lie somewhere in the middle. And so, I would give it a 2.5 on 5.
These views are my own and may definitely differ from yours. If you like fast paced thrillers, do pick up the book.
Sneak from the cover
Shreya – I’m a highly qualified Delhi girl earning an enviable salary. My parents are having a tough time finding a suitable groom for me. However, recently they have a proposal from this very interesting guy from Mumbai. I almost get mesmerised when he starts talking to me. I think I like him very much.
Kunal – I’m owner of a textile company in Mumbai. My mom wants me to get married. Again. She has recently suggested a suitable girl from Delhi. What my mom doesn’t know is that I’ve already met Shreya before once in my life and I’ve been looking for her ever since. I have a vendetta to settle.
He fixed the match She fixed him is your typical Bollywood style love story, with a beautiful girl and a handsome boy who are at loggerheads with each other due to some reason. Here, the reason is their past which has some very filmy sequences. To avenge his past, Kunal gets married to Shreya but obviously, they hate each other and keep trying to outdo each other. Eventually, they realize they are not as bad as they try to be and fall in love. And live happily ever after ! <Smirk>
I mean, don’t be disheartened. If you really like cheesy love stories, you should definitely pick it up. And I am not judging you at all. Just that it is not my type. I find the story and sequences all too clichéd. Even though the author has carved out the characters and their families in detail, the plot somehow does not have logic in a lot of places.
Like Shreya is shown to be this ambitious girl who is an MBA, works in a top notch firm earning a handsome salary, but literally marries a guy she has met just once, for 5 minutes. I mean, really? And then, just because it is necessary (for the plot) for Shreya to not see the Kunal’s face at the wedding, she is made to wear her pallu long enough to have covered her eyes during the pheras. And then she eventually uncovers the truth when she sees Kunal in her room on her wedding night. I mean, there is the stage, there is the jaimala, dinner and countless other ceremonies where the girl CAN have a look at the guy’s face on the wedding day. Logic much?
The book moves at a high pace through the first half, and that’s how it keeps you hooked. The second half loosens the pace and there is a lot of technical jargon especially in the sequences where Kunal and Shreya are shown working together. Although it does lend a realistic tone to the scene, I would have preferred this reality in other life’s scenarios as well. The book just drags towards the end, with unnecessary twists to create excitement which end up dragging the story.
I found the book totally average and would rate it 2 on 5.
PS: These are totally my sentiments on the book. Please go ahead and pick a copy if you like this genre.