March 04, 2018

Short Story: Joycee (The Neelesh Misra Show)

शाम के पाँच बजे थे। बालकनी से धूप सिमटते देख, मेरे हाथ और तेजी से चलने लगे। एक-एक कपडे की पॉकेट चेक-कर, मैं उन्हें वाशिंग-मशीन में डालने लगी। तभी सरसरी निगाह से मैंने कमरे में देखा। बिस्तर पर कुछ कपडे छूट गए थे। मैं अंदर आयी तो कमरे में फैली खामोशी ने घेर लिया। मैंने बैड पर लुढके रेडियो को ऑन कर दिया।
दिल्ली FM पर कोई पॉप-सांग चल रहा था। अगर गाने, मूड के हिसाब से ना बजे तो कितने बेसुरे लगते हैं। रेडियो ऑफ करके, मैं वहीं बिस्तर पर बैठ गयी। कमरे में फिर खामोशी साँस लेने लगी।
चादर पर पडी सलवटें निकालते हुए, मैंने हाथ बढाकर सिरहाने रखा कुशन उठा लिया। उसपर बने चेहरों को देखकर, पाँच महीने पहले की वो भीगी शाम याद आ गई।



Short Story: Do Dilon Ke Beech (The Neelesh Misra Show)

वो मेरे घर की छत पर खडी थी। आँखो से अक्टूबर की गुनगुनी धूप सेकती हुई। उसका एक हाथ कमर पर था और दूसरा हाथ दाँतो पर ब्रश घुमाने में व्यस्त, वो खुद में इतनी डूबी हुई थी जैसे दाँत साफ करना दुनिया का सबसे जरूरी काम हो। पीछे गर्दन पर झूलते जूडे से कुछ बाल निकलकर आगे कंधे पर आ गए। जिसे उसने ऐसे ही रहने दिया। वो कभी दो-कदम पीछे जाती, कभी चार-कदम आगे। कभी झुककर मुंडेर पर रखे गमलों को देखती तो कभी आँखे मिचकाते हुए मेरे घर के चारों ओर फैली पेड़ो की लम्बी कतारों को। 

इधर-उधर डोलती उसकी नजरें इस बीच मुझसे टकराई। वो थोडी असहज हो गयी। उतनी ही जितना मैं हुआ, उसे अपने घर में देखकर। 




Short Story: Hone Wale JijaJi (The Neelesh Misra Show)


मैनगेट पर होर्न की आवाज आते ही मैं भागकर घर के अंदर आ गया। एक नजर ताईजी को देखते हुए मैं जल्दी-जल्दी सीढीयाँ चढने लगा तो वो साड़ी के कोने से चश्मे को रगड़ते हुए बोलीं वासु सुन तो

आया ताईजी कहते हुए मैंने उपर मेघा दी को आवाज लगाई। मेरे पहुँचने से पहले मेरे शब्द कमरे में पहुँच चुके थे।

पूरी की पूरी बारात आई है...दी हाँफते हुए मैंने पर्दा हटाया और एक नजर कमरे पर डाली। हर चीज बिखरी थी, बिस्तर पर कपडे थे, तौलिया नीचे फर्श पर, कबर्ड खुली थी, पंखा फुलस्पीड पर लेकिन इन सबके बीच वो नहीं दिखी जिनकी आज सगाई थी।




February 28, 2018

Book Review: Letters to My Ex by Nikita Singh


Title: Letters to My Ex
Author: Nikita Singh
Publisher: HarperCollins India
ISBN:  9789352776580
Genre: Contemporary Fiction
Pages: 138
Source: Flipkart Review Program
Rating:  3/5

It’s an exciting idea to read letters in a form of book. When I first heard about “Letters to My Ex by Nikita Singh” I imagined a world instantly around two characters, maybe they are going to exchange letters and as the title says EX. It makes the book more gripping. Although I want to mention that book is not all about letters, you will get to read small talks, self talk, written in a form of monologue.

Basically, the story revolves around two main characters—Nidhi and Abhay. Due to some undefined reason Nidhi left her engagement ceremony. Things were not so clear initially. Not to the reader and someway not to the Nidhi too. Eventually she started writing letters to her Ex, with an intention of not sending them to respective person, i.e. Abhay. She thought at first that putting down her emotions is a great idea to healing herself. And it did work, she could fathom many unsolved puzzles of their relationship. Meanwhile she met with Abhay, She thought of moved on. And… Hey, I am not going to spoil the whole twist and turn here. You have to read this emotional tale into letters only.

I loved the idea though, how Nikita Singh explored the perspective of Abhay as well. Author didn’t take anyone’s side. She just wrote the story full of emotions. Yes, I agree with the fact that I found some repetitive sentences, and it makes you feel stretchy, but as I told you this book is more about self discovery and solving the unending questions of love and separation.

Within hundred something pages, Nikita Singh accomplished to make a bond with her reader, like she always do. Writing is simple yet communicates with reader at once. I loved few sentences a lot that I couldn’t resist myself from sharing it here. It can be your perfect weekend read.

READER’s MOMENT

I know what it was, I’m afraid to say it because once I do, it becomes real. I don’t want it to be real… and I know the first thing you will say, but please hear me out first. The reason I had to leave was because I knew, and it had become clearer and clearer to me in the months leading up to the engagement, that you didn’t love me anymore.

As much as I’d like to move on, I can’t feel anything about anyone, even if I tried. I don’t know if I ever will. When I try to imagine a time where I would be able to place all of my faith in another human being, and trust them with everything I have, I simply cannot see it happening again.

I gave you everything I had, every piece of me was yours, but you didn’t want it. It seemed like you did, you know, when you told me a thousand times that you loved me, and wanted to build a life with me and couldn’t imagine living without me. When we fought everyone and everything that came in our way in order to be together, but then, it turned out that you didn’t actually want any of that.”

If I had to, could I live without you? Yes. I would be unhappy for a while, but I wouldn’t die. With time, things would get better, and I would move on eventually. But do I want that? No. I don’t want a life without you.

ABOUT AUTHOR  
Nikita Singh is the bestselling author of ten novels, including Every Time It Rains and Like a Love Song. She is also a contributing writer to The Backbenchers series and the editor of two collections of short stories, 25 Strokes of Kindness and The Turning Point. Born in Patna and raised in Indore, Nikita worked in the book publishing industry in New Delhi for a few years before moving to New York for her MFA in Creative Writing (Fiction) at The New School. Nikita lives in Manhattan, where she does digital content and marketing for a solar energy company.

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January 26, 2018

Book Review: The Nine Chambered Heart by Janice Pariat


Title: The Nine Chambered Heart 
Author: Janice Pariat
Publisher: HarperCollins India
ISBN:  978-93-5277-379-4
Genre: Literary Fiction
Pages: 200
Source: Flipkart Review Program
Rating:  5/5

INTRO
Since science says that beating organ exists in our body is a four chambered muscle, but Janice Pariat took the pen and transformed the whole theory. And I am glad she did so.

In her book, the Nine Chambered Heart, Janice has woven an unnamed character, and described her by multiple point-of-views. In simpler words, one character met with nine narrators, and this way generates nine different perspectives. Backdrop of every story changes with respective narrator. So we could perceive the personality of main character into different angles. Vivid and striking at once.

BLURB Says:

You, though, are as beautiful as light splitting through glass.’ Nine characters recall their relationship with a young woman – the same woman – whom they have loved, or who has loved them. We piece her together, much as we do with others in our lives, in incomplete but illuminating slivers. Set in familiar and nameless cities, moving between east and west, The Nine-Chambered Heart is a compendium of shifting perspectives that follows one woman’s life, making her dazzlingly real in one moment, and obscuring her in the very next. Janice Pariat’s exquisitely written new novel is about the fragile, fragmented nature of identity – how others see us only in bits and pieces, and how sometimes we tend to become what others perceive us to be.

STRUCTURE

As Book begins with a fascinating relationship between a student and her art teacher, while in other chapters she meets with a stranger and spend five days with him, and I loved the part which depicts her relationship with a musician.

Janice writes in a story “We feel it’s the right time to be in love...the right age...the right season...and the person is incidental”

In an interview with Firstpost, Janice talks about central character that “I wanted to keep her distant. She remained distant. There was nothing I could do, or wanted to do, to bring her closer to me, to the narrators, to the readers. It was also necessary because this book is about the subjectivity of perspective and its splintering. Having her voice in the narrative would make her the 'authority' so to speak, while this way we're left to imagine what it is she experienced, much as we must do with the people in our lives”

“I wanted to replicate how it is in life, with the people we're with, and love. We never have access to them entirely. Neither them to us. We know each other in fragments and slivers. I guess the book then is about both. The absent central character and the nine who conjure her,” Pariat says. 

As far as writing is concerned, It is smooth and poetic as well. Here, I want to praise Janice’s craft, how she observes such small details of life that binds her reader completely. I liked just how glimpse of love and despair projected in this book. It is so refreshing to know about central character through nine different narrators, who unravels the depth of her identity bit by bit. It silently depicts the truth that somewhere we can’t know someone whole at once, we present in someone’s life, just as bits and pieces. I loved it when reading goes on with pauses only.

This Gem of a book not only makes us entertained but asks a important question, if one person romanticize the relationship same as the other? When two person falls in love, haven’t they carried different memories?  Why did we tend to love those we can’t have them? When we fall in love with someone, we create a perspective about them, and we don’t want them to change, isn’t it selfish to do so?  

Janice Pariat’s Nine Chambered Heart tries to solve the puzzle of human heart which dangles between need and want, and eventually how a personality evolves. The Nine Chambered Heart by Janice Pariat, is totally engrossing and a type of read which should be checked by every reader. I relished it and put it into Highly-Recommended-list!

JANICE PARIAT
ABOUT AUTHOR  
Janice Pariat is the author of Boats on Land: A Collection of Short Stories and Seahorse: A Novel. She was given the Young Writer Award by the Sahitya Akademi and the Crossword Book Award for Fiction in 2013. In 2014, she was the Charles Wallace Creative Writing Fellow at the University of Kent, Canterbury. She studied English Literature at St Stephen's College, New Delhi, and History of Art at the School of Oriental and African Studies, London. Her work - including art reviews, cultural features, book reviews, fiction, and poetry - has featured in a wide selection of national magazines and newspapers. Currently, she lives in New Delhi.

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January 16, 2018

Book Review: Memories of Fire by Ashok Chopra

Title: Memories of Fire
Author: Ashok Chopra
Publisher: Penguin Random House India
ISBN:  9780670090341
Genre: Literary Fiction
Pages: 420
Source: Flipkart Review Program
Rating:  4/5
But, nothing it seemed had changed at their old haunt. Even after a gap of over five decades. The wilderness was a hidden gem- quaint and unique. It had not lost any of its charm and was still, in more ways than one, a place of pilgrimage, which evoked a spiritual longing, was it just the well preserved….the treasured emotions of the days gone by that had resurfaced? Was it just nostalgia?

Memories of Fire by Ashok Chopra, is a life journey of five childhood friends, who first met at boarding school in Shimla, in 1950s. All were the same age, with a difference of just about a month or two between each.  There had never been a time when they had not been together like a bunch of quintuplets. But life would take them along separate paths.

Although the story runs in flashback, the first chapter begins with a meeting of these four friends,  after a gap of five decades, and they indulge immediately into memories of past, school day-offs, their beautiful as well as ugly truths and bits of love flings. It is not some contemporary fiction but story embedded with such real incidents, related to Indira Gandhi’s era.    

Here, I want to mention the thing I loved the most about Ashok Chopra’s writing, He has surprising skills of observing small details, Memories of Fire is full of such nostalgic words and scenes, I could almost see those images, as Author mentioned Wooden Phaatak, Atlas Bicycle, Binaca Geetmala on Vividh Bharti, jane eyre’s thornfield hall and many more, It is really fascinating to read about Bishnois Samaj and their rituals, Plus that small part of Begum Akhtar. While reading the book I could tell that Ashok Chopra has lived richly experienced life.

There is not a single protagonist in the story, every character comes with its own past and journey. If I am going to discuss about those five friends then Vijay Thakur was only a Day Scholar among them, Rest were  boarders, and Vijay is so unclear about his life goal, and living in some haveli. At one place, author has woven a scene around Vijay’s thoughts, I could visualize that part, where  Vijay stood in his favourite room of the haveli, that scene filled his heart with resurgent hope, “if the haveli could resurrects itself from its dead past into a life in the present, there was hope that it could step into the future too.”

Apart from the story, if anyone wants to learn, how to draw an character sketch, this book would be a perfect read, As author summoned of Vijay character in few lines — Vijay thakur , help everyone and was ever willing to share their problems. Yet, another unsolved mystery about him was that he never seemed to have any problems of his own, friend would describe them an impenetrable carapace, somewhat of an enigma.

Coming on other friends, second is Deepak, god gifted with phenomenal memory anything he ever read he could easily recall and quote. Deepak would get most upset if an author quoted incorrectly or translated poorly. He was in regular correspondence with eminent writer historian, Khushwant Singh, that part was really fun to read.  

Third one, Reza Ahmed who would really interested to know more about Bishnois- the member of small religious group who are mostly concentrated in the western Thar Desert, which overlaps the area of Punjab and Sindh in Pakistan and runs along the borders of India’s Rajasthan with Gujrat and Punjab. It is really interesting to know how Bishnoi word derived. As Reza’s friend told him that preservation of the environment was their religion. Their rituals, this is a common practice there Bishnoi women are known to suckle young orphaned animals to save their lives.

Forth one, Balbir Singh, Author tried to put some humor with this, he writes, Punjabis have strong sense of their genealogy. If you bring two Punjabis – total strangers- together you can be sure that within five minutes they will have traced each other’s family trees back to at least four or five generations and what’s more in the process would have discovered the kinship between them and if they for some reason failed to find a relationship, they would surely make one up, which would seem very convincing.

And Fifth one, Radhey Shyam, who ends up in Jail, He seemed somewhat daring though, In that conventional environment, he took courage to fall in love with his young female teacher, while he was just a much younger male student. I was curious at one point to know how deeply ingrained faith and arising issues impacts their whole life.

Basically Author, depicts the life of that era when communities were close knit and people come together in each other’s joys and sorrow. Each treat the children of the other as their own, and they spend more time in each other’s homes than in their own. When old tradition and values exist, people share almost every moment of success and failure, happiness and pain.  

As blurb says Memories of Fire is inspired by true events and interspersed with the dark contemporary history of India and Pakistan along remarkably realistic characters who tackle prejudice, prestige, privilege and even prison head-on. It also asks the epic questions: What makes for happiness? Why do people make certain choices and not others? And why do men and women willingly make tremendous sacrifices for those they love?

Ashok Chopra has created an authentic, densely peopled universe with a distinctive period charm. Memories of Fire is a vast, colourful, emotional, political and social journey, with a cast of characters that is interesting, sympathetic and lifelike.


ABOUT AUTHOR  
Author of the bestselling Of Love and Other Sorrows and A Scrapbook of Memories: My Life with the Rich, the Famous and the Scandalous, Ashok Chopra has occupied some of the hottest seats in the Indian book trade-executive editor of Vikas Publishing House, vice president of Macmillan India, publishing director of UBS Publishers, executive director and publisher of the India Today Book Club and Books Today as well as chief executive and publisher of HarperCollins India. Currently, he is the chief executive of Hay House Publishers India and is working on his next book, The Lovers from Rampore. He lives in Gurgaon, near Delhi.



November 24, 2017

Pablo Neruda - I Like For You To Be Still


I like for you to be still
it is as though you are absent
And you hear me from far away
And my voice does not touch you
it seems as though your eyes had flown away
And it seems that a kiss had sealed your mouth
As all things are filled with my soul
You emerge from the things
Filled with my soul
You are like my soul
A butterfly of dream
And you are like the word: Melancholy

I like for you to be still
And you seem far away
it sounds as though you are lamenting
A butterfly cooing like a dove
And you hear me from far away
And my voice does not reach you
Let me come to be still in your silence
And let me talk to you with your silence
That is bright as a lamp
Simple, as a ring
You are like the night
With its stillness and constellations
Your silence is that of a star
As remote and candid

I like for you to be still
it is as though you are absent
Distant and full of sorrow
So you would've died
One word then, One smile is enough
And I’m happy;
Happy that it's not true. 


- Pablo Neruda

Note: I have tried to recite this piece here at soundcloud.  

November 01, 2017

Book Review: Turtles All the Way Down by John Green

Title: Turtles All the Way Down
Author: John Green
Publisher: Penguin Random House
ISBN:  9780241335437
Genre: Fiction, Young Adult
Pages: 286
Source: Flipkart Review Program
Rating:  4.5/5

He’s trying to treat you like you’re normal and you’re trying to respond like you’re normal but everyone involved knows you are definitely not normal. Normal people can kiss if they want to kiss. Normal people don’t sweat like you. Normal people choose their thoughts like they choose what to watch on TV. Everyone in this conversation knows you’re a freak.

When it comes to YA genre, John Green hits the place. There are very few authors who could place themselves into that genre with such grace. I loved how John Green captured the emotions of teenagers; he doesn’t depict this Y-generation teens any less. They read. They Think. They Suffer. They question to themselves about their existence. John Green put them on journey and how they trying to cope up with various situations is so relatable to me. Love, Parting, illness, Loss are the key factors of Green’s novel, Still I like how he maintained the serenity amidst them.

Frankly speaking, I was so excited when I first heard about his latest, Turtles All the Way Down, and I’m glad, It didn’t disappoint me a bit. With Turtles All the Way Down, John Green presented a quaint character, 16-year-old girl, Aza who has been suffering from anxiety disorder. It leads her into many behavioral situations, for instance, she doesn’t like her own body, she obsessed with a finger’s wound, and she seems worried all the time about microbes present in her body. It is quite different to read how John Green depicts a new whole world, running inside Aza’s head. The way she thinks in repetitive mode, readers feel those indefinable emotions instantly.

To be honest, it is not a fun read, as John Green’s other novels were, yet I found the plot so absorbing that I finished it into two sittings.

Basically the story begins with some mystery, Russell Pickett, father of Davis, (Aza’s childhood friend) he has gone missing and big reward money drew attention of Daisy, Aza’s best friend. Daisy and Aza both decide to search Mr. Pickett, and how this decision has been changed their life eventually.

During this search, Aza begins to feel attraction towards Davis, who is already troubled with sudden disappearance of his father, John Green crafted that part beautifully, how Davis calculating the absence of his father was so consuming, On the other hand, Aza comes to know about the despair Davis feels in spite of being rich. There is so many secrets behind Davis’s Big mansion.

Although Plot of Turtles All the Way Down revolves around this mystery, Yet John Green didn’t forget to focus on his main interest that is Friendship, quirky moments between lovers, memorable pinches of words, and small life lessons, as Green writes “True terror is not being scared, it is not having a choice on that matter” and “I is the hardest word to define” I have underlined whole book, just to read them over and over.

And the cover of Turtles All the Way Down hides something; you get to know once you start exploring the book. Give your love to this novel, because John Green went deeper to decipher those unspoken emotions of teenagers and presented to us, I was not even sure about if they existed before. Recommended.      

READER’s MOMENT  

We never really talked much or even looked at each other, but it didn't matter because we were looking at the same sky together, which is maybe even more intimate than eye contact anyway. I mean, anybody can look at you. It's quite rare to find someone who sees the same world you see.

The worst part of being truly alone is you think about all the times you wished that everyone would just leave you be. Then they do, and you are left being, and you turn out to be terrible company.

One of the challenges with pain--physical or psychic--is that we can really only approach it through metaphor. It can't be represented the way table or a body can. In some ways, pain is the opposite of language.

I thought, lying there, that I might love him for the rest of my life. We did love each other—maybe we never said it, and maybe love was never something we were in, but it was something I felt. I loved him, and I thought, maybe I will never see him again, and I'll be stuck missing him, and isn't that so terrible. 

You remember your first love because they show you, prove to you, that you can love and be loved, that nothing in this world is deserved except for love, that love is both how you become a person, and why

ABOUT AUTHOR  
John Green's first novel, Looking for Alaska, won the 2006 Michael L. Printz Award presented by the American Library Association. His second novel, An Abundance of Katherines, was a 2007 Michael L. Printz Award Honor Book and a finalist for the Los Angeles Times Book Prize. His next novel, Paper Towns is a New York Times bestseller and won the Edgar Allen Poe Award for Best YA Mystery. In January 2012, his most recent novel, The Fault In Our Stars, was met with wide critical acclaim, unprecedented in Green's career. The book also topped the New York Times Children's Paperback Bestseller list for several weeks. Green has also coauthored a book with David Levithan called, Will Grayson Will Grayson published in 2010. The film rights for all his books, with the exception of Will Grayson Will Grayson, have been optioned to major Hollywood Studios.

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September 19, 2017

Book Review: Forest Dark by Nicole Krauss


Title: Forest Dark
Author: Nicole Krauss
Publisher: Bloomsbury
ISBN:  9781408871799
Genre: Literary Fiction
Pages: 290
Source: Flipkart Review Program
Rating:  4.5/5

Some books demand your proper attention. They want to hold your hand and transport you into another world, where respective characters breath and you feel their every move, every emotion.

Nichole Krauss’s Forest Dark comes into that category only. If you think you could finish it in few sittings, you are not doing justice with these certain reads. I have read Krauss before, loved the prose then, and I am glad she didn’t lose her charm into her recent launch FOREST DARK. Her narrative is so absorbing, and magnetic that you want to savour it sentence by sentence. It makes you think and suffer and then leaves you with questions that don’t need to get answered.    

Forest Dark begins with disappearance of Jules Epstein, 70 years old, rich lawyer, who recently got retired, divorced and father of three. He has spent his whole life running into a race where he gets everything he aspires but after retirement he inclines towards spiritual thoughts, for instance what’s the meaning of money? What is real definition of success? And he decides to donate his wealth, whereas his lawyer friend takes this donation thing as some disease and calls it radical charity.

Besides that there is other protagonist, Nichole (When I read the name I thought it is some kind of memoir and then I read her interview at various platforms, Nichole is nothing to do with author Krauss except she created this profound character) So, Nicole is 40 years old novelist, living in Brooklyn with her two sons, her marriage is drifting apart. At one place Nicole express herself that she wanted to be writer who is free, without responsibilities who can write create her heroes, live their insecurities, happiness their life but she was not brave enough. I found that part was so beautifully written; I underlined it and mentioned it too, here in the Reader’s Moment.

Krauss’ Forest Dark is interlaced with two protagonists, their lives run into parallel world and that makes the story interesting. Yes I found it bit of confusing at some places but that’s totally acceptable when you get to read such sensitive work. With many Twists and turns, quirky characters with flaws, a new perception about Isolation, and the journey of self discovery, Forest Dark surely holds a soft place into reader’s heart. 


READER’s MOMENT 

Beyond this, Epstein made no effort to explain himself to anyone, except once to Maya. Having arrived thirteen years after Jonah, and ten after Lucie, at a less turbulent and agitated epoch in Epstein’s life, Maya saw her father in a different light. There was a natural ease between them. On a walk through the northern reaches of Central Park, where icicles hung from the great outcrops of schist, he told his youngest daughter that he had begun to feel choked by all the things around him. That he felt an irresistible longing for lightness—it was a quality, he realized only now, that had been alien to him all his life. They stopped at Theupper Lake, thinly sheeted with greenish ice. When a snowflake landed on Maya’s black eyelashes, Epstein gently brushed it away with his thumb, and Maya saw her father in fingerless gloves pushing an empty shopping cart down Upper Broadway [...]

How else to explain myself, then? Explain why I went along with Friedman, refusing to heed all the obvious warnings. One often hears people say that it’s easy to misunderstand. But I disagree. People don’t like to admit it, but it’s what passes as understanding that seems to come too easily to our kind. All day long people busy themselves with understanding every manner of thing under the sun—themselves, other people, the causes of cancer, the symphonies of Mahler, ancient catastrophes. But I was going in another direction now. Swimming against the forceful current of understanding, the other way. Later there would be other, larger failures to understand—so many that one can only see a deliberateness in it: a stubbornness that lay at the bottom like the granite floor of a lake, so that the more clear and transparent things became, the more my refusal showed through. I didn’t want to see things as they were. I had grown tired of that. [...]

When I was young, I thought that I would live my life as freely as the writers and artists I took as my heroes. But in the end I wasn’t brave enough to resist the current pulling me toward convention. I hadn’t gotten far enough along in the deep, bitter, bright education of the self to know what I could and couldn’t withstand—to know my capacities for constriction, for disorder, for passion, for instability, for pleasure and pain—before I settled on a narrative for my own life and committed myself to living it. Writing about other lives can, for a while, obscure the fact that the plans one has made for one’s own have insulated one from the unknown rather than drawn one closer to it.

ABOUT AUTHOR
Nicole Krauss is the author of the international bestseller The History of Love, which was published by W.W. Norton in 2005. It won the William Saroyan International Prize for Writing, France’s Prix du Meilleur Livre Ėtranger, was named #1 book of the year by Amazon.com, and was short-listed for the Orange, Médicis, and Femina prizes. Her first novel, Man Walks Into a Room, was a finalist for the Los Angeles Times Book Award for First Fiction. In 2007, she was selected as one of Granta’s Best Young American Novelists, and in 2010 The New Yorker named her one of the 20 best writers under 40.
Her fiction has been published in The New Yorker, Harper’s, Esquire, and Best American Short Stories, and her books have been translated into more than thirty-five languages. She recently completed a Cullman Fellowship at the New York Public Library. She lives in Brooklyn, New York.

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