I remember reading Jhumpa Lahiri's work in Bengaluru in 2016, during one of my visits to book stores. Lahiri's work is like to take a walk on a rainy day barefoot. It's gonna be messy but it's very earthy and raw. The melancholy reminds you of your humanness and the joy of feeling an emotion.
In Whereabouts, without a mention of names, the characters are described by their identities- friend, walker, mother, father's friend, lover and a lot more. Without mention of name of the place, the places are described by their characteristics and stories flow between the nameless places and people. This book has stirred memories and reminded me of my childhood and travel trips.
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