<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1026295604004387298</id><updated>2024-09-26T10:26:32.748+05:30</updated><category term="pictures"/><category term="booker prize"/><category term="john banville"/><category term="nobel prize"/><category term="terry pratchett"/><category term="adoloscence"/><category term="booker 2012 shortlist"/><category term="christianity"/><category term="humour"/><category term="jesus christ"/><category term="parsi"/><category term="OED"/><category term="a sense of an ending"/><category term="a.d.miller"/><category term="alessandro baricco"/><category term="alison moore"/><category term="ambiguity"/><category term="amitav ghosh"/><category term="animal testing"/><category term="ankh morpork"/><category term="anne boleyn"/><category term="arthur conan doyle"/><category term="bank clerk"/><category term="beautiful prose"/><category term="booker"/><category term="booker longlist 2012"/><category term="booker shortlist"/><category term="british and their colonies"/><category term="british empire"/><category term="calcutta"/><category term="cancer"/><category term="childhood in broken families"/><category term="chimpanzee"/><category term="chitra banerjee divakaruni"/><category term="church"/><category term="college life"/><category term="compassion"/><category term="concubine"/><category term="conjobs"/><category term="coolies"/><category term="copernicus"/><category term="curses"/><category term="daniel stashower - 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divisidero"/><category term="miracles"/><category term="money"/><category term="moscow"/><category term="movies"/><category term="music"/><category term="newton"/><category term="nick hornby"/><category term="older woman"/><category term="orphan"/><category term="oxford english dictionary"/><category term="pakistani"/><category term="parables"/><category term="parapsychology"/><category term="peru"/><category term="poland"/><category term="rachel joyce"/><category term="radio serials"/><category term="religion"/><category term="remorse"/><category term="russia in the 1990&#39;s"/><category term="salvation"/><category term="school friends"/><category term="sebastian barry"/><category term="second world war"/><category term="sherlock holmes"/><category term="short listed for booker prize"/><category term="silk"/><category term="simon winchester"/><category term="singer"/><category term="thomas cromwell"/><category term="twins"/><category term="violence"/><category term="widower"/><category term="wolf hall"/><title type='text'>fun to read</title><subtitle type='html'>a review of some of the books that i have read and which have made a lasting impression on me due to the narrative style, the characters or the storyline itself.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ushasbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1026295604004387298/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ushasbooks.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1026295604004387298/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false'/><author><name>usha&#39;s bookshelf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16412639308890158671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj40jtm5k5e8A1hsBFK8o79zB_5_08IHCW8CB08oPMk0pDXbO8ZjdHNkQgM__hKxBmYsuzQH_d2UP8HlcqLRO30RU324yWOOlEDrEWOAdO2a40mEnnuoYmaI0MfHDBicQ/s220/Aditi_BD_Nov08_006_t_j[1].jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>40</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1026295604004387298.post-6174984228588086383</id><published>2014-10-01T12:55:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2014-10-01T13:28:55.113+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="animal testing"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="booker shortlist"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="chimpanzee"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="compassion"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="empathy"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="karen joy fowler"/><title type='text'>We Are All Completely Beside Ourselves - 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&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;One of the most beautiful stories I have recently read. An issue which has plagued our &#39;scientific&#39; society for decades has been dealt with so compassionately, with humour and such understanding, that it would be a shame if it didn&#39;t win the Booker this year.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;The heroine Rosemary, is a college student who has to face up to her childhood reality that her sister Fern, was a non human primate. Rose was a month old and Fern a three month old orphan when Rose&#39;s parents started the &#39;experiment&#39;. The journey that the story traces is primarily from the perspective of Rose and the devastating effect Fern&#39;s departure had on the family and how Lowell, Rose&#39;s brother suffered as he blamed himself for being unable to protect Fern, his dear sister.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;The author also touches upon the various experiments conducted on dogs, rabbits, monkeys and rats in the name of understanding the &#39;human&#39; condition and shows how bestial are our experiments. One can only set up a tortured lament&amp;nbsp;empathizing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;with all those &#39;animals&#39; that we presumably study in the name of&amp;nbsp;&#39;science&#39;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;As Coetzee said, in Elizabeth Costello, even the knowledge of evil, somehow fundamentally alters us. And the same thought is reflected in this book, &quot;The spoken word converts individual knowledge into mutual knowledge, and there is no way back once you’ve gone over that cliff&quot;. But the qualities which make us human include the good and the evil. Like Rosemary says, of her brothers&#39; fight to rescue his sister Fern, “Lowell’s life has been the direct result of his very best qualities, of our very best qualities – empathy, compassion, loyalty, and love.”&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;A book I would read and re-read, just to remind myself of my &#39;human-ness&#39;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;An action packed day in the life of Henry, a neurosurgeon with a loving family - journalist wife, musician son and poet daughter. The elaborately described and shared details of Henry&#39;s day could have been painful but for the insightful statements that emerge in the course of following his thought processes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;.....he knows that sleep is behind him: to know the difference between it and waking, to know the boundaries, is the essence of sanity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;work - the ultimate badge of health.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;..his free time is always fragmented, not only by errands and family obligations and sports, but by the restlessness that comes with these weekly islands of freedom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Furthermore, nothing can be predicted, but everything, as soon as it happens, will seem to fit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;For a few seconds they enter one of those mute vacuous moments that follow an enthusiastic reunion - too much to be said, and a gentle resettling needed, a resumption of ordinary business.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;When there are no consequences, being wrong is simply an interesting diversion.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Even as you struggle against the numbness of poor recall, you know precisely what the forgotten thing is not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;That so much happens in our heads during the course of a single day, is something we all&amp;nbsp;realize - our thoughts wander to&amp;nbsp;colleagues&amp;nbsp;at work, to children when&amp;nbsp;they were young, to our parents when we were young, to our spouse, to the state of the world and our changing surroundings,&amp;nbsp;to the service we are subjected to at shops, parking lots and hospitals - but that it can actually fill an entire book in an interesting way, is something McEwan has accomplished. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ushasbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/1052622828650279204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1026295604004387298/1052622828650279204?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1026295604004387298/posts/default/1052622828650279204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1026295604004387298/posts/default/1052622828650279204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ushasbooks.blogspot.com/2014/10/saturday-ian-mcewan.html' title='Saturday - Ian McEwan'/><author><name>usha&#39;s bookshelf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16412639308890158671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj40jtm5k5e8A1hsBFK8o79zB_5_08IHCW8CB08oPMk0pDXbO8ZjdHNkQgM__hKxBmYsuzQH_d2UP8HlcqLRO30RU324yWOOlEDrEWOAdO2a40mEnnuoYmaI0MfHDBicQ/s220/Aditi_BD_Nov08_006_t_j[1].jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1026295604004387298.post-2251271814224630754</id><published>2013-01-06T09:39:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2014-10-01T13:32:14.845+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Brodeck&#39;s Report - Philippe Claudel</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-left;&quot;&gt;A haunting story about a young Jew in a tiny village, who survives a concentration camp. When he returns to his village, he finds everything the same yet changed forever ........ He is a survivor from the first world war and owes his entire life to the old woman who rescues him from the burnt shell of his village. His new village accepts him but at the first sign of invasion gives him up as an outsider.......like the Lepidoptera butterflies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.amazon.com/Swimming-Home-Deborah-Levy-ebook/dp/B0077FAY7U/ref=sr_1_1?s=digital-text&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1412149626&amp;amp;sr=1-1&amp;amp;keywords=swimming+home+by+deborah+levy&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: normal;&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;Swimming Home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href=&quot;http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51Yl-7cZQdL._SL110_.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;Swimming Home&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51Yl-7cZQdL._SL110_.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;It&#39;s actually a short story which goes on a little longer. Very crisp story line, makes you want to find out more about the characters. A little like an&amp;nbsp;Agatha&amp;nbsp;Christie novel - very English kind of setting, a swimming pool, a dead body waiting to happen.....but it has it&#39;s own twists and turns. It captures the modern day feeling of loneliness even when you are with people. A good read.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ushasbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/5591805395983582762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1026295604004387298/5591805395983582762?isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1026295604004387298/posts/default/5591805395983582762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1026295604004387298/posts/default/5591805395983582762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ushasbooks.blogspot.com/2012/10/swimming-home-deborah-levy-its-actually.html' title='Swimming Home - Deborah Levy'/><author><name>usha&#39;s bookshelf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16412639308890158671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj40jtm5k5e8A1hsBFK8o79zB_5_08IHCW8CB08oPMk0pDXbO8ZjdHNkQgM__hKxBmYsuzQH_d2UP8HlcqLRO30RU324yWOOlEDrEWOAdO2a40mEnnuoYmaI0MfHDBicQ/s220/Aditi_BD_Nov08_006_t_j[1].jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1026295604004387298.post-6692955914754412219</id><published>2012-10-09T14:35:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2014-10-01T13:31:52.819+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="alison moore"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="booker 2012 shortlist"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="childhood in broken families"/><title type='text'>The Lighthouse - Alison Moore</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; text-align: -webkit-left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;A very lucid novel with a suspense in the end which just lets your imagination go wild........what will happen to Futh? When the bathroom door opens, will Bertrand find him, or will Ester, or will Futh assert himself.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-left;&quot;&gt;I was initially attracted to the minute details that were described........food on a plate, on someone&#39;s face......the missing mother...the scents and aromas of coffee, of violets. The young Futh and his&amp;nbsp;neighbor&amp;nbsp;Kenny.......the adult Futh and the relationship with his wife Angela, the ever present Dad and the acute loss that Futh feels for his mother who abandoned him.....make up the running theme in the entire book.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;-webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875);&quot;&gt;The story offers a refreshing look at life in an English village in today&#39;s world. A retired, widowed Major with connections to the Indian sub continent, the subtle underlining of the increasing&amp;nbsp;presence&amp;nbsp;of people of Indian/ Pakistani origin in England, the decaying aristocracy with an impoverished specimen called &#39;double d&#39;, the rise of bankers as a breed, the whiff of wall street, a bunch of church-ladies hell bent on doing good in the village........ Duck hunting in the local pond, ...a family of&amp;nbsp;Pakistani&amp;nbsp;Muslims stubbornly resisting western culture when having been born and brought up in England, and a pretty&amp;nbsp;Pakistani-origin widow ........A very sweet love story, extremely entertaining. Great read !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.amazon.com/Unlikely-Pilgrimage-Harold-Fry-ebook/dp/B006TF6WAM/ref=sr_1_1?s=digital-text&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1412149770&amp;amp;sr=1-1&amp;amp;keywords=harold+fry&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: blue; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;Harold Fry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Harold Fry resides in all of us as does Maureen. They embody the decisions that one takes which finally define our life for us -either because it impacts us or because it has consequences for those whom we love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;The friendship and gratitude that Harold feels for Queenie is awe inspiring. He is beholden to her for taking responsibility for something he did in a fit of anger and grief, at the work place. The author, Rachel Joyce, has re created in simple words, a very poignant picture of the fragility of human interactions, the way in which we cocoon ourselves into comfortable nooks and crannies - &quot;we hang on by so little, he thought, and felt the full despair of knowing that.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;There are any number of people who show immense kindness to Harold Fry along the journey and this is one aspect of the story which I found most uplifting. The Slovakian doctor who cleans his feet and offers him food and a place to rest, while she herself waits in vain for her partner to return to her....while she fills her days by cleaning houses and toilets....a trained doctor!!! This is just the kind of devotion to a guest which is prescribed in Hinduism where it is said that a guest is like a God &quot;athithi devo bhava&quot;. The oncologist who shares his table at a tea shop and enlightens him about the different manifestations of cancer, the stray dog which follows him around asking for nothing but only offering its companionship, the occupants of farm houses who offer him food and shelter him in barns........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;A beautiful and unforgettable story, which makes you introspect and maybe conclude like the mother of six in the story, who confided that she never knew life could be so solitary.&quot; &quot;The superhuman effort it sometimes took to be normal, and a part of things that appeared both easy and everyday. The normalness of that.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.amazon.com/gp/reader/B0055MVHSC/ref=sib_dp_kd#reader-link&quot; style=&quot;clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;On Canaan&#39;s Side&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;200&quot; id=&quot;prodImage&quot; src=&quot;http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51E6EjoowgL._BO2,204,203,200_PIsitb-sticker-arrow-click,TopRight,35,-76_AA300_SH20_AA278_PIkin4,BottomRight,-68,22_AA300_SH20_OU01_.jpg&quot; width=&quot;200&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;this is one of the most sensitively written books i have come across in a long time. &lt;br /&gt;the life of lilly bere and her dramatic, terrifying and most defining relationship with tadg, which brings her to america....her marriage to joe and the birth of her son ed. &lt;br /&gt;the wars&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;which killed her brother willie, consumed the soul of her son ed and left a shell in its stead, which shocked a young bill her beloved grandson who sees oil fields being burnt in kuwait and people running to escape the war....are all described with a poignant intimacy because of her dear ones being invariably drawn to these circumstances.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;lilly comes across as an uncomplaining person, surrounded by helpful and caring people while simultaneosly being abandoned and betrayed by the one&#39;s she loves.&lt;br /&gt;she is able to cope with her tragedies because of the comfort of genuine and warm friends. they restore her faith in humanity. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;its a very human story, written in the most poetic prose...not a word is jarring, not an emotion out of place, such gentleness in her pathos that lilly wins your heart before the end of the first page.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ushasbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/6107886404605113016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1026295604004387298/6107886404605113016?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1026295604004387298/posts/default/6107886404605113016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1026295604004387298/posts/default/6107886404605113016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ushasbooks.blogspot.com/2012/03/on-canaans-side-sebastian-barry.html' title='on canaan&#39;s side - sebastian barry'/><author><name>usha&#39;s bookshelf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16412639308890158671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj40jtm5k5e8A1hsBFK8o79zB_5_08IHCW8CB08oPMk0pDXbO8ZjdHNkQgM__hKxBmYsuzQH_d2UP8HlcqLRO30RU324yWOOlEDrEWOAdO2a40mEnnuoYmaI0MfHDBicQ/s220/Aditi_BD_Nov08_006_t_j[1].jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1026295604004387298.post-6554244735554976242</id><published>2011-10-22T12:24:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2014-10-01T13:27:40.915+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="christianity"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="church"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="jesus christ"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="miracles"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="parables"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="salvation"/><title type='text'>the goodman jesus and the scoundrel christ - philip pullman</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.amazon.com/Good-Man-Jesus-Scoundrel-Christ/dp/0802145396/ref=sr_1_fkmr1_1?s=books&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1412149923&amp;amp;sr=1-1-fkmr1&amp;amp;keywords=goodman+jesus+and+the+scoundrel+christ&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: red; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;Goodman Jesus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Pullman&#39;s Christ, what I liked:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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- I liked the tongue in cheek analysis of  the life of Christ. &lt;br /&gt;
- The attempt to arrive at a realistic sequence of  events is fairly successful &lt;br /&gt;
- The naive Jesus with his passionate and  instinctive way of doing things is juxtaposed by a more analytical, organised,  careful Christ. By making this distinction, the need for both types of skills is  high lighted when one is starting out a new organisation. Jesus here is the one  with the passion, the idea, the vision of a &#39;Kingdom of Heaven&#39;, while Christ is  the one with the skill for organisation, for marketing the Jesus - vision with  &#39;miracles&#39;, for creating a careful documentation of the birth of the  organisation. You cannot have only vision or only organisational skills for  creating and running a large successful enterprise........both are vital for  starting and sustaining it. &lt;br /&gt;
In the course of documenting the events relating  to Jesus - as they unfold, Christ is guided at crucial stages by the enigmatic  &#39;stranger&#39;. From this perspective, it is more a modern day tale of a venture  capitalist who emerges as a shadowy &#39;stranger&#39;, a likely dry -fruits merchant.  &lt;br /&gt;
- I liked the simple, lucid recital- i can recommend it to my fifteen-year  old son to read. &lt;br /&gt;
- I liked the way all the well known parables of  Christianity are skilfully woven into the Jesus and Christ story - the tale of  the taxes to be paid using the coins with the emporor&#39;s head, the way people are  stopped from stoning the woman accused of committing adultery.&lt;br /&gt;
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- What  made me think was the part where Jesus is shown to have no attachments, no  regard for his mother and brothers, for eg, at the feast where Jesus is asked to  do something about the wine which was almost over, and he shouts at his  mother..... but eventually finds enough wine for all the guests. &lt;br /&gt;
Is it  necessary to withdraw from the world to find God? &lt;br /&gt;
What about the parable of  Vishnu, where Narada finds that he is not the greatest devotee, but it is a poor  farmer with a large family? The farmer is immersed fully in the interminable  task of living his life but Vishnu thinks of him as being closest to him, since  he finds the time to remember Vishnu at all times of his busy day. &lt;br /&gt;
So is  salvation attained through isolation or through living and participating in  life?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;
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He learns to look the other way when shady deals for non existent oil wells are&amp;nbsp;being brokered at the office, when his beautiful young girl friends&amp;nbsp;pretend to be sisters while they escort him around, when the girl friends &#39;help&#39; their &#39;aunt&#39;&amp;nbsp;exchange her large spacious central moscow apartment&amp;nbsp;for a half built apartment in the outskirts of moscow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;the visual imagery created in describing the moscow of the 1990&#39;s is beautiful. i could see in my mind&#39;s eye the snow as it falls on moscow and see its citizens slipping as they walked on the pavements, the short skirts that the girls wore and the cheap coats which looked opulent from&amp;nbsp;a distance, the dacha that nick visited with his girlfriends, the train&amp;nbsp;journey to the apartment that the &#39;aunt&#39; is being conned to move into. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;the fascination in reading&amp;nbsp;this book&amp;nbsp;lies in the curiosity that one demonstrates, in trying to find out&amp;nbsp;the extent of&amp;nbsp;nick&#39;s self deception.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ushasbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/1296273026440385900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1026295604004387298/1296273026440385900?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1026295604004387298/posts/default/1296273026440385900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1026295604004387298/posts/default/1296273026440385900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ushasbooks.blogspot.com/2011/10/snowdrops-admiller.html' title='snowdrops - a.d.miller'/><author><name>usha&#39;s bookshelf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16412639308890158671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj40jtm5k5e8A1hsBFK8o79zB_5_08IHCW8CB08oPMk0pDXbO8ZjdHNkQgM__hKxBmYsuzQH_d2UP8HlcqLRO30RU324yWOOlEDrEWOAdO2a40mEnnuoYmaI0MfHDBicQ/s220/Aditi_BD_Nov08_006_t_j[1].jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiirorwlhcPBPPwWxS3iYwipT1CAeok4gYV-9DfETVF_zIUJ3n5hveTyGh3q2Df1iKFZIeHk_7XYe0VKczF_eGDKo9uOCAwolpJOm3TxLuADZQknoFC4M7it5Wr-yiQ4KykkwhUZFxhwqP/s72-c/51rvppbQqgL__BO2%252C204%252C203%252C200_PIsitb-sticker-arrow-click%252CTopRight%252C35%252C-76_AA300_SH20_AA278_PIkin4%252CBottomRight%252C-48%252C22_AA300_SH20_OU01_.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Gurgaon, Haryana, India</georss:featurename><georss:point>28.3784578 77.056446400000027</georss:point><georss:box>28.2820083 76.923752400000026 28.474907299999998 77.189140400000028</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1026295604004387298.post-6801486602566806278</id><published>2011-09-24T15:47:00.084+05:30</published><updated>2014-10-01T18:22:50.128+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="a sense of an ending"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="adoloscence"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="booker prize"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="college life"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="curses"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="julian barnes"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="remorse"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="school friends"/><title type='text'>a sense of an ending - julian barnes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;one of the best books in a while. the story begins in an ordinary way with teenage boys in a school in the sixties and seventies, there is a group of three that the story focuses on and to this group is added a new teenager from a &#39;broken home&#39;- adrian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;the story follows tony,&amp;nbsp;and his girl friends in college - more particularly veronica and tony. there is one outing where tony takes veronica to meet all the other three friends. tony is also shown as a jealous boyfriend when he finds veronica paying a little too much attention to adrian - considered the most intelligent of the group.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;a&amp;nbsp;short while later tony breaks up with veronica and she finds adrian a more congenial companion. adrian seeks tony&#39;s permission, which is airily granted. but this is followed by a vicious and&amp;nbsp;ugly letter by tony to both adrian and veronica where tony gives vent to all the anguish, envy and anger at losing veronica to his friend. adrian shortly commits suicide. though the remaining three friends try to stay in touch, the story begins to follow tony and the&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;other two drop off the radar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;tony gets married to margeret,&amp;nbsp;has a daughter susan who also grows up and gets married. tony gets divorced but stays friends with his wife. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;forty years after adrian&#39;s suicide, tony receives 500 pounds from veronica&#39;s dead&amp;nbsp;mother. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;from this point onwards, the story takes a dramatic and unexpected turn and goes on to become one of the best novels i have ever read.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;the cynical humour,&amp;nbsp;that julian barnes brings to the story whether in describing tony and his views on life&amp;nbsp;or the nature of friendship, or on old age is what i think makes the book such a joy to read.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ushasbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/6801486602566806278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1026295604004387298/6801486602566806278?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1026295604004387298/posts/default/6801486602566806278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1026295604004387298/posts/default/6801486602566806278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ushasbooks.blogspot.com/2011/09/sense-of-ending.html' title='a sense of an ending - julian barnes'/><author><name>usha&#39;s bookshelf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16412639308890158671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj40jtm5k5e8A1hsBFK8o79zB_5_08IHCW8CB08oPMk0pDXbO8ZjdHNkQgM__hKxBmYsuzQH_d2UP8HlcqLRO30RU324yWOOlEDrEWOAdO2a40mEnnuoYmaI0MfHDBicQ/s220/Aditi_BD_Nov08_006_t_j[1].jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1026295604004387298.post-3648367806937990971</id><published>2011-08-18T22:36:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2014-10-01T18:25:20.119+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="booker prize"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="j.m.coetzee"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="nobel prize"/><title type='text'>boyhood:scenes from provincial life - j.m.coetzee</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Coetzee is one of the authors that i like to go back to, for the simplicity with which complex issues are unfolded in his understated style.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;the current book looks at the &#39;boyhood&#39; of the author.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;distanced in time, forty years later, he brings to bear&amp;nbsp;his wisdom&amp;nbsp;to untangle his vivid childhood memories for our benefit and&amp;nbsp;describes it in the third person.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;the contradictions of childhood is one of the running themes&amp;nbsp;- the child Coetzee is petrified that his beloved mother,Dinny, will die and at the same morbidly fascinated by the thought of her death.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;his father has many virtues but each has&amp;nbsp;an embarrassing qualification- &#39;an attorney but one who no longer practises, a soldier but only a lance corporal, a rugby player&amp;nbsp;but only for the Gardens second team, he plays cricket but for the Worcester second team which no one bothers to watch&#39;. he hates&amp;nbsp;his father&#39;s personal habits, is unable to work out the position of his father in the household.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;he is a self absorbed child who spends long hours with&amp;nbsp;his Meccanno set, his stamp collection and reading books which he borrows from the library - when he is unwell enough to skip school, he forces his mother to visit the library and borrow books so that he&amp;nbsp;may read it in bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;his school is another of those contradictions. his life in school&amp;nbsp;is a secret which he does not share at home just as his life at home- he is from a strange and unnatural family- is a secret not shared&amp;nbsp;in school&amp;nbsp;. he comes first in class, his conduct is rated &#39;very good&#39; and his progress &#39;excellent&#39; . he has never been caned in school and is ready to kill himself if he were to be ever flogged. but at the same time feels left out in class,&amp;nbsp;since he cannot discuss with the other boys the relative merits of different canes used by the teachers, the character of the cane and the quality of pain that they inflict. for this he blames his mother since she has never beaten him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;coetzee loved visiting the farm where his father grew up and where his uncle currently lived. he confesses that he is twice-born: once born of his mother and again&amp;nbsp;of his grandfather&#39;s farm. he feels he belongs to the farm. this part of the narrative in the book&amp;nbsp;has echoes of&amp;nbsp;&#39;life and times of michael k&#39; by coetzee. in that book the narrator, hibernates under&amp;nbsp;the shade of a rock and&amp;nbsp;revels in the solitude. one is reminded of the same solitude, vast expanse of space in the description of the farm in &#39;boyhood&#39;. he feels safe, secure&amp;nbsp;during the time he spends on the farm.&amp;nbsp;the boy coetzee also describes various activities associated with sheep - their sheering which is done by a team which goes from one farm to the next and creates a festive atmosphere; the casatration of sheep; and the killing and gutting of sheep. it is a very cruel&amp;nbsp;description but one can again relate to it as childhood memories which tend to be devoid of&amp;nbsp;judgement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;the book revolves around&amp;nbsp;coetzee&#39;s relationship with his mother and how she was constantly on his mind. it made me pause and reflect on how my actions are perceived by my son, whether every mother is a touchstone forever for the childs&#39; world view....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;an extremly lucid but crisp recital of vivid childhood memories by a master.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ushasbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/3648367806937990971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1026295604004387298/3648367806937990971?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1026295604004387298/posts/default/3648367806937990971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1026295604004387298/posts/default/3648367806937990971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ushasbooks.blogspot.com/2011/08/boyhoodscenes-from-provincial-life.html' title='boyhood:scenes from provincial life - j.m.coetzee'/><author><name>usha&#39;s bookshelf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16412639308890158671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj40jtm5k5e8A1hsBFK8o79zB_5_08IHCW8CB08oPMk0pDXbO8ZjdHNkQgM__hKxBmYsuzQH_d2UP8HlcqLRO30RU324yWOOlEDrEWOAdO2a40mEnnuoYmaI0MfHDBicQ/s220/Aditi_BD_Nov08_006_t_j[1].jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1026295604004387298.post-2791217988984635035</id><published>2011-03-19T17:10:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2014-10-01T18:27:13.391+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="chitra banerjee divakaruni"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="feminism"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="indian mythology"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="mahabharata"/><title type='text'>the palace of illusions</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;i have always loved reading the mahabharata. it is such an incredible,&amp;nbsp;complex and multi layered tale with innumerable upa-kathas. every time i read it there is a new perspective that is gained - to life, to our desires, to what motivates and shapes our actions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;this book tells the tale from the perspective of draupadi who helped&amp;nbsp;define the events that led to the war of kurukshetra. a child born of fire with only a twin brother as companion in her childhood, draupadi is brought up as a princess without too many of the shackles of being a &#39;female&#39;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;the deft recital lays&amp;nbsp;emphasis on the fiery nature of draupadi -&amp;nbsp;which is not very strongly tethered to the conventional stereotypes of being a &#39;woman&#39;. how can it be when she is the only one married to five men simultaneously, the only woman born of a sacrificial fire invoked to wreak vengeance on her father&#39;s enemy, the only princess who has maya to build her a&amp;nbsp;palace,&amp;nbsp;a queen who was invited to the palace of the kauravas and humiliated by being disrobed in the mahasabha while her five husbands and all the elders watched mutely, the only queen who gave up being a mother to her five sons so that she could accompany her husbands into exile and fan their hatred of the kauravas for 12 long years, the only woman blessed with divine vision to watch the 18 day kurukshetra war...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;the story is one which can fascinate&amp;nbsp;five year old children to wise old individuals. the author&#39;s skill is in projecting the events as largely&amp;nbsp;shaped by draupadi. the other novel aspect&amp;nbsp;is&amp;nbsp;the way in which&amp;nbsp;a love interest between draupadi and karna is interwoven into the tapestry - karna, the character who evokes universal sympathy in the mahabharata. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;&#39;the palace of illusions&#39; reveals some of the ways in which events and individuals transcend the boundaries that society sets for&amp;nbsp;stereotypes of -&amp;nbsp;gender, good and evil, duty and love. i&amp;nbsp;would recommend this book to anyone who is fascinated by the mahabharata.&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ushasbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/2791217988984635035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1026295604004387298/2791217988984635035?isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1026295604004387298/posts/default/2791217988984635035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1026295604004387298/posts/default/2791217988984635035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ushasbooks.blogspot.com/2011/03/palace-of-illusions.html' title='the palace of illusions'/><author><name>usha&#39;s bookshelf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16412639308890158671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj40jtm5k5e8A1hsBFK8o79zB_5_08IHCW8CB08oPMk0pDXbO8ZjdHNkQgM__hKxBmYsuzQH_d2UP8HlcqLRO30RU324yWOOlEDrEWOAdO2a40mEnnuoYmaI0MfHDBicQ/s220/Aditi_BD_Nov08_006_t_j[1].jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1026295604004387298.post-4784584833401970708</id><published>2011-03-17T22:03:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2014-10-01T18:38:18.127+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="mario varga llosa"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="nobel prize"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="older woman"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="peru"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="radio serials"/><title type='text'>aunt julia and the scriptwriter - mario vargas llosa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;The book is a semi-auto-biographical narrative by mario vargas llosa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;what i found charming is the structure of the novel itself. the title to each chapter is the beginning of the sentence in the same chapter. the story moves back and forth between the radio serial stories and the tumultous events in the life of the teenage mario. the first such story about&amp;nbsp; doctor alberto quinteros was really like a teaser- i kept looking through all the chapters for the next events in the life of alberto, red antunez, richard&amp;nbsp;and elianita. i could then locate only a one word reference to richard in &#39;the bard of lima&#39;towards the end of the novel!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;it was only later that i realised that it was the magic of pedro camacho which had kept me so engrossed and i believe this is what holds the entire novel together. pedro the scriptwriter for the brilliantly successful serials of the radio station panamericana, with his absurd habits, ingenious plot line is the one who comes across as more real than mario and aunt julia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;the gradual way in which mario and julia &#39;fall in love&#39; is also interesting- both are acutely aware of their age differences, family disapproval, lack of funds for setting up their home, budding dreams of a teenager waiting to be fulfilled...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;Despite their reality, they pursue their &#39;love&#39;and marry each other in the most absurd of circumstances. Their &#39;love&#39; is not one of turtle-doves and cherubs, but one more rooted in the physical world, and therefore more lustful than what is generally associated with &#39;love&#39;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;julia comes across as a light hearted woman who has retained a youthful outlook to life which is reflected in her meetings with mario without the knowledge of the other family members, her willingness to elope with mario, happily going through the series of misadventures after she elopes and till they finally find a mayor to conduct their marriage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;the stories are so rich in detail and seem to have lost nothing in translation. i could actually view in my minds-eye, the landscape of the desert where the sales man runs over the girl, the shack in the jungle where where rats ate up the baby, the harbour where the negro hides, the crushed spectators in the football field, the wedding reception that was attended by dr alberto quinteros, the buddng charm of the young teenager born to very old parents, who cried &#39;rape&#39;, the ruthless way in which the rat exterminator was beaten up by his family....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;an amusing read and a very good introduction to the works of mario vargas llosa.&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ushasbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/4784584833401970708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1026295604004387298/4784584833401970708?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1026295604004387298/posts/default/4784584833401970708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1026295604004387298/posts/default/4784584833401970708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ushasbooks.blogspot.com/2011/03/aunt-julia-and-scriptwriter.html' title='aunt julia and the scriptwriter - mario vargas llosa'/><author><name>usha&#39;s bookshelf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16412639308890158671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj40jtm5k5e8A1hsBFK8o79zB_5_08IHCW8CB08oPMk0pDXbO8ZjdHNkQgM__hKxBmYsuzQH_d2UP8HlcqLRO30RU324yWOOlEDrEWOAdO2a40mEnnuoYmaI0MfHDBicQ/s220/Aditi_BD_Nov08_006_t_j[1].jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1026295604004387298.post-6785424326487718672</id><published>2011-02-21T20:45:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2014-10-01T18:38:39.041+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="anne boleyn"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="booker prize"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="henry VIII"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="hilary mantel"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="thomas cromwell"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="wolf hall"/><title type='text'>wolf hall - hilary mantel</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;This Booker Prize winning story is truly one of the&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; most&amp;nbsp;exciting novels on Henry the VIII.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Like most people I &#39;ve been fascinated by the life and times of Henry VIII, this book offers a ring side view of the people who made those times remarkable. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;The story revolves around Thomas Cromwell&amp;nbsp;- the most influential man between 1530-40. He is shown to be&amp;nbsp;very astute, able to work under the Cardinal Wolsely and Henry VIII.&amp;nbsp;Cromwell manages the transition of England from Catholicism to Protestantism, arranging the marraige of his King to Anne Boleyn and also to come out on top of all the intrigues of court in those tumultous times. In the book, Cromwell&amp;nbsp;tries unsuccessfully to ensure that Thomas More shows support for the decision of Henry VIII to break away from the Papacy in Rome and accept Anne Boleyn as Queen.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;On the personal front he is a warm and caring man with the interests of&amp;nbsp;his dependents always on his mind. Such a rich and full life so captivatingly described!&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ushasbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/6785424326487718672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1026295604004387298/6785424326487718672?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1026295604004387298/posts/default/6785424326487718672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1026295604004387298/posts/default/6785424326487718672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ushasbooks.blogspot.com/2011/02/wolf-hall.html' title='wolf hall - hilary mantel'/><author><name>usha&#39;s bookshelf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16412639308890158671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj40jtm5k5e8A1hsBFK8o79zB_5_08IHCW8CB08oPMk0pDXbO8ZjdHNkQgM__hKxBmYsuzQH_d2UP8HlcqLRO30RU324yWOOlEDrEWOAdO2a40mEnnuoYmaI0MfHDBicQ/s220/Aditi_BD_Nov08_006_t_j[1].jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1026295604004387298.post-6218377041138199053</id><published>2011-02-20T15:59:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2014-10-01T18:32:33.398+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="christianity"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="jesus christ"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="jos&#39;e saramago"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="nobel prize"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="religion"/><title type='text'>the gospel according to jesus christ - jose saramago</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;this is an unusual book on christ that i have recently read. it has a distinct narrative style, which i subsequently wanted to emulate. in the book, there are no chapter numbers or names. there is no punctuation except the comma and the full stop. the comma is used to indicate start and end of conversations, thoughts that the characters have and&amp;nbsp;the description of the places.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;it describes the life of christ as a very ordinary individual with just a passion for seeking God. But even in that pursuit&amp;nbsp;it shows Christ to be full of doubts. The narrative of Christ&#39;s life with his parents, with his siblings, in a civilisation which is struggling under the yoke of the Romans is so vivid that&amp;nbsp;it is necessary to continuously remind oneself- this is a book on THE Jesus Christ. There is nothing so sacred or so profane that it it becomes out-of-bounds for discussion in the book. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;There is also&amp;nbsp;a chapter devoted to a brilliant conversation between the Devil and God himself. This is the forty days when Christ was lost in the mists of the Sea of Galilee.T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;his&amp;nbsp;chapter where Christ speaks to God, with the Devil also invited, is a very thought provoking one. In the course of the discussion, the Devil proposes that for the word of God to spread to all corners of earth, God should receive the Devil into his heavenly kingdom, redeem the Devil&#39;s past offences by those he would not commit in the future, that God should also accept and preserve the Devil&#39;s obedience as it was in the happy days when the Devil was&amp;nbsp;one of god&#39;s chosen angels -Lucifer. however God refuses the offer and tells the Devil that it is inconcevable that Good can exist without&amp;nbsp;the Devil, the death of one would mean the death of the other, and that unless the Devil lived like the Devil, God cannot live like God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;God also predicts the manner in which Jesus Christ and his followers will die, as well as hundreds of thousands of people through the centuries who would be put to death because they believe in God - not because they will doubt &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Him. And the Devil says that one has to be God to enjoy so much bloodshed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;What i liked the most is the candid&amp;nbsp;manner in which the foundations of christianity are discussed and questioned. there is no feeling of awe in the prescence of God which inhibits one&#39;s thought. It reminds me of the genius poet Kalidas, who prayed to Godess Kali till she appeared before him and offered him a boon. Kalidasa then said that he wanted both wit and wealth to make his way in the world, pleased by his boldness, Kali called him a &#39;vikatakavi&#39; and granted him two boons instead of one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;a must-read for anyone with even a passing interest in Jesus Christ.&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ushasbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/6218377041138199053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1026295604004387298/6218377041138199053?isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1026295604004387298/posts/default/6218377041138199053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1026295604004387298/posts/default/6218377041138199053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ushasbooks.blogspot.com/2011/02/gospel-according-to-jesus-christ.html' title='the gospel according to jesus christ - jose saramago'/><author><name>usha&#39;s bookshelf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16412639308890158671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj40jtm5k5e8A1hsBFK8o79zB_5_08IHCW8CB08oPMk0pDXbO8ZjdHNkQgM__hKxBmYsuzQH_d2UP8HlcqLRO30RU324yWOOlEDrEWOAdO2a40mEnnuoYmaI0MfHDBicQ/s220/Aditi_BD_Nov08_006_t_j[1].jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1026295604004387298.post-6925611441886685574</id><published>2011-02-18T14:31:00.049+05:30</published><updated>2014-10-01T18:21:30.859+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="juliet naked"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="live-in relationship"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="music"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="nick hornby"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="singer"/><title type='text'>juliet, naked - nick hornby</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;i started reading this author after seeing the movie &#39;about a boy&#39; which is based on a book by the same name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;juliet, naked- is about a musician -Tucker Crowe-who suddenly disappears from public life at the peak of his popularity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;a woman Annie, who works at a museum and is not too happy with her job, her live in boy-friend Duncan, her lack of a child... It is actually Duncan who is devoted to all things Tucker-Crowe and the book begins with Annie and Duncan visiting the house where Tucker was last seen. Duncan also runs a website on Tucker- famous songs, concerts, last sighted, fan following and any trivia that can be collected from round the world on Tucker.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;the novelty of the book lies in the lucid description of&amp;nbsp;Tucker Crowe&#39;s life and the&amp;nbsp; loneliness of the three main characters-annie, duncan and tucker. Annie&#39;s life gets enmeshed with that of Tucker and she falls out with Duncan with whom she has shared her life for 15 long years.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;Despite the fact that Tucker has slipped out of public life, he continues to have women&amp;nbsp; fall in love with him, share their lives with him and he also has chidren with them...multiple serial live-in relationships, without the formal bondage offered by marraige.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;The part that i found the most interesting is when Tucker is in hospital after a mild heart attack and his entire life congregates- his past girl friends with&amp;nbsp;his children, his child from his current girl friend and&amp;nbsp;Annie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;Nick Hornby has been able to highlight through Tucker, Annie and Duncan, a deep rooted need that we have for attention, respect&amp;nbsp;and affection. It is done in the context of current day&amp;nbsp;society&amp;nbsp;which places a&amp;nbsp;premium on individual freedom, sexual liberty and the Internet age. All great achievements in our world today but sadly flawed as we see in the lives of Annie, Duncan and Tucker.&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ushasbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/6925611441886685574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1026295604004387298/6925611441886685574?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1026295604004387298/posts/default/6925611441886685574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1026295604004387298/posts/default/6925611441886685574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ushasbooks.blogspot.com/2011/02/juliet-naked.html' title='juliet, naked - nick hornby'/><author><name>usha&#39;s bookshelf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16412639308890158671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj40jtm5k5e8A1hsBFK8o79zB_5_08IHCW8CB08oPMk0pDXbO8ZjdHNkQgM__hKxBmYsuzQH_d2UP8HlcqLRO30RU324yWOOlEDrEWOAdO2a40mEnnuoYmaI0MfHDBicQ/s220/Aditi_BD_Nov08_006_t_j[1].jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1026295604004387298.post-1145722092794767950</id><published>2009-10-04T18:46:00.030+05:30</published><updated>2014-10-01T18:51:34.098+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="booker prize"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="copernicus"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="heliocentric theory"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="john banville"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="kepler"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="newton"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="poland"/><title type='text'>john banville: copernicus- kepler - the newton letter  </title><content type='html'>&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;an interesting trilogy about three scientists who propounded some of the most revolutionary theories of their times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;doctor copernicus proposed the heliocentric theory and forever changed the way we perceived earth as being the centre of the solar system. he was however very fearful of the retribution that could occur from the roman church if he made his theory public during his lifetime. his work in astronomy was also a hobby which never took centre stage in his life as a canon and as a diplomat for his maternal uncle the bishop of warmia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;the biography is dramatic in recreating the relationships that copernicus had with his brother and his fear how his studies in astronomy would be perceived. copernicus never married but in the story is shown to have lost out the position of bishop- once occupied by his maternal uncle- as he was seen as living in sin with a woman, anna schillings. anna schillings was a cousin of copernicus, had lost her husband to the political upheavals of the time, lived with him till his death, taking care of his household. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;he other important narrative in the biography is that of rheticus who is a student sent up to study astronomy with copernicus. rheticus reads up the heliocentric theory and is allowed to publish a small booklet about it- to test the reaction of the clergy and political masters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;the narrative brings to life the times in which copernicus lived, recreates the bleak climate of poland/ermland during those times. made me feel i was in the world of jrr tolkein with his hobbits. worth a read.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;the next biography is that of kepler, who was a brilliant mathematician in the court of emperor rudolph 2. he was also an astrologer at the court. he published a theory on the paths of planetary movement. he was buffetted by the fickle winds of political patronage and his best contribution was when he was the court mathematician. he developed his theories on the basis of the observations of mars made by his predecessor in the court- tycho brahe. kepler also studied the stars by improving the lenses that were available at that time and the biography dwells upon the friendship with the jewish lens grinder wincklemann.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;kepler is contracted to be a mathematics teacher at the university of graz in austria, and is shown to have been an absent minded professor, unable to hold the attention of his students. kepler married twice. the first marriage was to a twice widowed barbara muller who had a daughter, regina, from an earlier marriage and is shown as being unhappy in the relationship. he marries a second time on barbara&#39;s death after reviewing eleven prospective brides. this marriage - to susanna- is shown as a very happy one. he is troubled in his later years by his mother who is found to be practising witch-craft and she is somehow let off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;the narrative is full of the uncertainities which plagued kepler and kept him in a constant state of worry regarding his income as well as his own inability to be a sauve and sophisticated personality who could flatter his way to great positions. he comes across as a person so immersed and passionate about his work that the usual struggles of living are an unwanted interruption to his lofty study of the universe.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;we are all so familiar with the &#39;oxford english dictionary&#39; that we no longer wonder at the beginnings of such a marvel. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;the book takes us through the making of the OED and the role that was played by one remarkable man- dr william chester minor. dr w c minor was an american in london, visiting england in order to quiet a mind that had become inflamed and who had taken voluntary retirement from the US army on grounds of ill health. he shot to fame in 1872 in london, when he was arrested for the murder of george merrett at lambeth marsh. he was tried, found guilty and sentenced to be held in permanent custody at the newly built showpiece of the british criminal justice system - broadmoor, as a certified criminal lunatic. dr minor was thirty seven years old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;the events which led to dr minor becoming a lunatic makes a major part of the narrative and is as fascinating to read as the making of the OED itself. both have such dramatic events that it is difficult to say which is a better tale- the madness of dr minor or the passion which went into the making of the OED. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;the book is one of the best that i have read this year. amitav ghosh is truly a master story teller!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;the tale is set in the background of the British merchants forcing farmers in the gangetic plain to grow opium, thus creating generations of landless laborers. the opium grown in India is crucial for the british to get a foothold into china for trade. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;during a lunch hosted by neel rattan-the raja of raskhali, mr burnham, a trader of the east india company, speaks of how the chinese have no use for british products and manufactures, but that britain needs the silk and tea from china. if not for opium, mr burnham says, britain would not be able to sustain the trade in silver alone. mr burnham- a servant of free trade- is very clear that free trade is a right conferred upon man by God and if it was God&#39;s will to open up the chinese markets using opium, then so be it!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;the raja is paying scant attention to the converasation, his attention being rivetted by the wilting water lillies in the centre of the table, that are sitting in an old porcelain chamber -pot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;another important character is deeti- kabutri ki maa-, whose courage and undauntable will provide a brilliant background to the story. she is married to an ex-soldier, who is an opium addict, working in an opium factory. on his death, deeti is forced to remember the events which resulted in the conception of kabutri and the dastardly role that her husband&#39;s brother played in it. while the husband&#39;s family plots to make her a &#39;sati&#39; so that they can live off the earnings of a sati-shrine, deeti manages to escape from her funeral pyre and is saved by kalua - who belongs to an untouchable caste.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;the most touching scene is when deeti makes a garland of flowers, strings them with her own hair and &#39;marries&#39; her saviour-kalua.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;paulette, deeti, kalua and the raja of raskhali become passengers on the ship-IBIS- carrying basically coolies to mauritius.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;paulette&#39;s brother by relation rather than blood- jodu also is on the ship as a lascar, which was his life long ambition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;the ship&#39;s second mate- zachary reid- zikri malum to the rest of the lascars- is not a white man but through a series of events has now come to be regarded as one. it is not a secret but is not published either. he has a soft corner for miss paulette lambert and had been approached by her seeking his assistance to get away from the burnham household. he is unable to help her in the way she wants and is therefore shocked to find her on his ship with the coolie-cargo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;the ship -IBIS-is from america and is used to carrying slaves. but with the abolition of slavery the business opportunity has dwindled. the landless coolies are therefore crucial as cargo, to keep business going for the american ships.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;when the IBIS is heading out of calcutta harbour out into the sea, it has to wait for the tidal wave - bore- to sweep it out, zikri malum gets in to the water to free one of the anchor ropes from the bouy. it is jodu who saves him by pulling him onto his slim long boat, and rowing to reach the bouy where the two of them hold on to each other and lash themselves with a rope to the bouy. the immense weight of the bore covers them and the bouy. the description of this incident seems so real that you feel you are actually under water and you hold your breath till the bore passes over. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;the drama on the IBIS, is described so well that you can actually live the life of the coolies, convicts, lascars, guards and the dope addicted captain. you can hear the bhojpuri wedding songs, smell the stench of the sweat soaked bodies, feel the fear when the ship reaches the black waters, experience the sting of the lashes when kalua is whipped by bhairon singh.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;the global village may have become a very popular term in recent years to explain the interconnectedness of economies, but it was the same even two hundred years ago. the story with its rich and exquisitely detailed language makes the period come alive. a remarkable novel&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;i can only wait for the sequel that amitav ghosh has promised.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ushasbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/2336971350080777030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1026295604004387298/2336971350080777030?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1026295604004387298/posts/default/2336971350080777030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1026295604004387298/posts/default/2336971350080777030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ushasbooks.blogspot.com/2009/07/sea-of-poppies.html' title='sea of poppies - amitav ghosh'/><author><name>usha&#39;s bookshelf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16412639308890158671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj40jtm5k5e8A1hsBFK8o79zB_5_08IHCW8CB08oPMk0pDXbO8ZjdHNkQgM__hKxBmYsuzQH_d2UP8HlcqLRO30RU324yWOOlEDrEWOAdO2a40mEnnuoYmaI0MfHDBicQ/s220/Aditi_BD_Nov08_006_t_j[1].jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1026295604004387298.post-4309279231589091837</id><published>2009-02-08T22:38:00.014+05:30</published><updated>2014-10-01T18:41:46.053+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="ambiguity"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="booker prize"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="homosexuality"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="john banville"/><title type='text'>the book of evidence - john banville</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;the story reminded me of agatha christie&#39;s book title &#39;murder is easy&#39;. the book is about an upper class indolent man - freddie. he has come back to ireland from the mediterranean island that he has made his home. he has to raise money to return to the leader of a violent gang of criminals whom he has cheated. his wife and son are still at the island.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;while trying to rob a painting from a neighbour, he is interrupted by a house maid, whom he murders.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.amazon.com/Atonement-Ian-McEwan-ebook/dp/B00354YA4A/ref=sr_1_1?s=digital-text&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1412150599&amp;amp;sr=1-1&amp;amp;keywords=atonement+ian+mcewan&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Atonement&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;an easy story-line, where the major events occur at the tallis estate, just before the outbreak of the second world war. what sets it apart is the tautness of the narration which manages to capture the intense feelings of the main characters at that point in time- the two sisters- cecilia and briony, and robbie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;robbie is the little boy who grew up with the girls, who dreams of becoming a doctor and is the hired help&#39;s son....only he has been singled out by cecilia and briony&#39;s father for an excellent education.the younger sister-briony, with her ambition to be a writer and her naive view of the adult world, her ability to see only in black and white, her possessiveness to her sister as well as her barely understood hero-worship for robby; the older sister-cecilia, who is studying in Cambridge, but is unable to identify a proper outlet for her energies....there is their brother- leon, who has brought his friend- Paul. along with these protogonists are their cousins- lola, and the twins: jackson and pierrot- who are staying at the tallis&#39; mansion, while their parents sort out their divorce.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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the drama unfolds when robbie writes a note for cecilia, gives it to briony to hand it to cecilia. briony reads the note. it has an explicit sexual suggestion and was not the one robbie meant to give cecilia. the one he meant to give cecilia stays in his copy of gray&#39;s anatomy. the same evening, briony stumbles upon her sister and robbie in a passionate embrace, which only strengthens her misguided resolve to protect cecilia from robbie&#39;s attentions. cecilia meanwhile, is discovering her latent sexual feelings for robbie and perhaps her love for him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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post dinner, the twins go missing, lola is molested by paul and briony is an unwitting witness. only that briony identifies the perpetrator as robbie to her parents and the police. a lie which creates havoc in the lives of many and reverberates through out briony&#39;s long life. except for cecilia and robbie&#39;s mother, no one believes in his innocence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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these disruptive events are overshadowed by the second world war. cecilia cuts off all ties with her family and becomes a nurse. robbie, after a few years in prison, is released to enlist in the army. briony is older and wiser and is a trainee nurse. she now wants to make amends and meets her sister to do so. she find robbie also there, with her sister. she tells them that she now realises that lola was molested by paul and that her lie has ruined lives. and that paul was marrying lola. she promises to make amends and tell the truth to her parents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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but what briony promises does not come to pass. cecilia dies in a london bombing, robbie is killed in the war. briony&#39;s writing brings her fame and fortune and she eventually writes it as a story, making it a happy ending for cecilia and robbie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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an interesting tale, but not mcewan&#39;s best though it was made into a movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;a funny little book about how sam vimes meets his future wife, Lady Sybil- she breeds dragons, she is from the ankh morpork nobility [&#39;old money&#39;], she wears old clothes but they were fashionable once and still have an aura of &#39;nobility&#39;, she is the only one who seems to have some knowledge of the dragon which is charboiling the city and residents of ankh with its dragon breath.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;the huge fire breathing [&#39;draco nobilis&#39;] dragon is summoned from its &#39;dimension&#39; by a secret society. the leader of the society is keen on ruling ankh with the support of the dragon. his followers in the society are people in small-jobs with big egos. the followers have been chosen because of their ability to be led like sheep by working on their frustrations and grievances. the magic chant to summon the dragon is in a book in the library of the unseen university, but as the librarian [an orangutan] discovers to his horror: the book had been stolen! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;a new recruit to the ankh police is carrot- a human raised by dwarfs. the patrician - the current ruler of ankh- who has been imprisoned by the dragon in his own palace dungeons, extracts a cleverly concealed key in the dungeon and gets back to the remains of his office. carrot&#39;s heroics -as well as that of sam vimes and his team of police officers- saves the day and the patrician graciously gives them a more important role to play in policing the city. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;since the dragon had burnt down the original &#39;police hq&#39; of ankh, Lady Sybil has donated one of her huge properties in the city for use as the new police hq.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;the &#39;draco nobilis&#39; is found to be of the female order and is tamed by one of the dragons bred by Lady Sybil.&#39;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;so all&#39;s well that ends well!!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;
</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ushasbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/9032377070115395865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1026295604004387298/9032377070115395865?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1026295604004387298/posts/default/9032377070115395865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1026295604004387298/posts/default/9032377070115395865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ushasbooks.blogspot.com/2008/11/guards-guards.html' title='guards! guards! - terry pratchett'/><author><name>usha&#39;s bookshelf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16412639308890158671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj40jtm5k5e8A1hsBFK8o79zB_5_08IHCW8CB08oPMk0pDXbO8ZjdHNkQgM__hKxBmYsuzQH_d2UP8HlcqLRO30RU324yWOOlEDrEWOAdO2a40mEnnuoYmaI0MfHDBicQ/s220/Aditi_BD_Nov08_006_t_j[1].jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1026295604004387298.post-2262384244852610138</id><published>2008-11-03T21:38:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2014-10-01T18:43:28.058+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="booker prize"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="lust"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="micheal ondatjee - divisidero"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="orphan"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="violence"/><title type='text'>micheal ondatjee&#39;s divisidero</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;the narrative structure of this book is based on the panchatantra style, which involves a number of sub-stories or &quot;upakathas&quot;. there are three streams of stories which the book begins with- one with anna, then her adopted sister - claire, and coop. all three grow up as children in a farm in california. When anna&#39;s mother dies soon after giving birth to anna, her father adopts an orphaned baby from the hospital- claire, to be a companion to anna. When Coop&#39;s family was murdered, anna&#39;s parents adopt the lone surviving child, who is four years older than anna and claire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;coop, as befitting his youth, falls for one of the girls- anna. the anger, violence and horror that anna&#39;s father exhibits when he comes upon the young lovers, ends up tearing apart the fragile fabric of the carefully constructed &#39;family&#39;. anna herself is so enraged that she causes physical hurt to her father. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;coop and anna leave the farm and go their different ways, while claire stays on in the farm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;the narrative then moves on to an adult anna who is researching the story of a french writer while living in the dead writers&#39; home in france. a gypsy who is familiar with the house, helps out anna and becomes a part of her life in that dead writer&#39;s house. the story then follows the thread of this gypsy, his childhood and the relationship that his parents shared with one another.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;the next part of the narrative delves into the life of the dead writer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;at each point in this book, there is the repeated pattern of violence and uncontrollable anger which creates havoc. as a result, each of the characters are shown as breaking away from the past and creating a division of family, of their own lives- they refuse to integrate the past with their current existence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;a lyrical narrative which leaves the reader eager for more... imagining the ways in which the lives of all the characters could have progressed: would anna and coop meet again? would the father ever forgive coop and anna? what becomes of claire.. does she always live in the shadow of the violent event of the past?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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