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"Roy's impressive American debut covers multiple generations of an Indian family from the turn of the 20th century to India's partition. Three distinct sections revolve around Amulya, who runs an herbal medicine and fragrance business; his mentally ill wife, Kananbala, who spies on the goings-on of her English neighbors from the room Amulya keeps her locked in; their sons, Kamal and Nirmal; their wives; Nirmal's daughter Bakul, whose mother died in childbirth; and finally Mukunda, an orphan that Amulya helps support, at which point Nirmal brings Mukunda home as a companion for Bakul. Tales weave backward and forward, and characters wallow in their longings, occasionally taking action; Mukunda and Bakul form a lasting bond that doesn't change with their circumstances. The book unfolds in third person until the final section, when Mukunda steps in as narrator to provide a welcome personal perspective on years of events. Roy is especially good at sensory description, making the sounds, smells, and feel of Bengal come vividly to life. Cultures may differ, but longing and love are universal." --Publishers weekly… (more)
User reviews
* Beautifully almost lyrically written.
* The landscape feels so real you could reach out and touch it.
* You can feel the authors love for the countryside
* This is not my sort of book, so please if you think you will like it, go get it, the author has talent. Check out the more
* Some light humour - enjoyed the swearing bird
The Not so Good Stuff
* This one was a painful read for me as I just couldn't get into it, but too stubborn to not finish it
* Very slow
* The men are self involved selfish misogynistic bastards and quite frankly just didn't give a rats ass about any of them. Mukunda had potential but he ended up hurting people due to his own selfish desires too
* I don't understand the choices made by many of the characters and it is in a world I do not understand
* quite depressing and bitter at times
Favorite Quotes/Passages
"Submerged just beneath the surface of their talk was the sense that his departure was a scorning of their lives, the redrawing of a pattern that had already been perfected."
"Bitterly she muttered "God's ways are strange, that he should give children to those who don't care for them and leave me childless"
"But Nirmal could not disguise it from himself. He had brought in the child when it was convenient for him, and now that Bakul was growing up it was no longer convenient."
What I Learned
* That I really am not a huge fan of flowery prose
* Seems I am a bit of a feminist after all
Who should/shouldn't read
* Not for those like me who need a more exciting storyline -- if you like character pieces this may be for you
* Probably better suited for those who are far more well read than I
2.5 Dewey's (This is based on MY enjoyment NOT on the talents of the author)
But this is not supposed to be a comparison piece. So I'll get on with the review of An Atlas Of Impossible Longing now:
The story unfolds slowly - and while there had been a cast of characters at the beginning, I still got a little lost with putting names to the characters. It was especially hard to learn everyone's names since I was unfamiliar with them and could not tell between male and female names. Once the characters started to distinguish themselves by personality, I was able to focus more on the story and therefore dive into the dominant characters' inner conflicts.
An Atlas Of Impossible Longing is a story full of longing - for love, for attention, for respect, for revenge, for money, for comfort, for things that may never fall within one's grasp. As I got to know the characters better, their desires and needs swept me away like the river that acted as a catalyst for changing the family dynamics. I don't know much about Indian culture, but I am always shocked at how stifled / passive-aggressive / unfair things can be for both women and men, poor and rich, young and old, parent and child.
It was interesting to watch as the children - Bakul and Mukunda - grow up into their adult selves. I wish we had gained more insight of Bakul, but the story instead gives us the first-person perspective of Mukunda in Part 3. Don't get me wrong, I appreciated Mukunda's thoughts - but he is male, and I think that gave him a little leg up in the world than Bakul who has more limitations as a female.
While this is not the usual reading I go for, I am glad that I stuck with it because the story is truly well worth the journey. A slow start that does not seem to have a reason, but each character's yearning builds as the pages turn and I became anxious to see if they would become stagnant or finally find what they were looking for.
I can definitely see An Atlas Of Impossible Longing providing great food-for-thought in book clubs and classrooms.
But even
The story starts in 1920s and goes on until after the Partition of India. An interesting feature is that it's hard to pinpoint a single protagonist until the last third of the book, which from then on is written from the first person. Also, only then one can gets a glimpse into the title of the novel as well. Another thing I liked was that the story line was NOT predictable, the characters very colorful, and their traits confirmed all that I know about Bengali culture and many things of India in general. And although the whole story is permeated with melancholy, it flows lyrically and beautifully. I shall certainly seek Anuradha Roy's other novels.
After graduating from school, Mukunda works for a shady property developer in Calcutta. He marries and has a son, but coincidentally is drawn into saving his old family home from the developer, by purchasing it and consequently plunging his new family into poverty and squalor. Mukunda is finally reunited with Bakul, his childhood friend. The characters, background and social tensions are all beautifully developed in this well written novel.
The book is divided into three sections. The first is about Amulya and his wife, Kananbala. The couple is getting on in years; of their two sons, the elder is married and the younger marries during the course of the story. All's going well in home life and business, until Kananbala begins showing signs of madness, there's a murder across the street, and the new daughter-in-law, pregnant with her first child, is trapped in her father's flooded house. In the second section, Kananbala continues to live in her family's home, along with her son, daughter-in-law, granddaughter (Bakul), and two stray relatives: an orphan boy, Mukunda, and a widowed cousin. Bakul and Mukunda, growing up with little supervision, are unusually close to each other, which begins to be problematic as the two mature into adulthood. By the third section, Mukunda is on his own in Calcutta, cut loose from his former family, yet still, buried deep inside him, is an "impossible longing" for Bakul and his life back in the town he grew up in.
I rarely read books that seem magical simply because of the way the stories they tell are written. This is one of those, and it reminded me a lot of One Hundred Years of Solitude by Gabriel Garcia Marquez (only without the magical realism). Unfortunately, the magic didn't last for the entire book. It ended after the second section, though it kept coming back briefly (and, barely, in time for the conclusion). I'm not sure if this was Roy's intention or not, but the most "magical" parts of the story are the ones that take place in the small towns of India. The portion of the book when Mukunda lives in Calcutta is the most irritating part: Mukunda is a hard character to sympathize with; the setting, writing, and characters lose their magic; readers lose track of the "impossible longing" of the story and want to smack Mukunda upside the head to wake him up. All in all, however, I loved this book. With the exception of Mukunda's idiocies in Calcutta, all of the events seem to flow naturally. My one real complaint about An Atlas of Impossible Longing? The author never really tells us what happens to Meera, the widowed cousin in the second section whose story, had it taken a different path, could have filled up a separate book.
This novel is delicately written and lively with colorful characters. Stories of impossible love are always sad, but Anuradha Roy's beautiful narration uncovers the hidden joy of hope in the most desperate situations.
I enjoyed this book tremendously, it was beautifully written and draws you in. While I had trouble reading it due to it's slow phase
There were a few parts though that pained me. The first was how the authoress sift through characters without prior thought, namely Meera and Suleiman Chacha. I would have liked to know more about them, what happened to Meera for instance after she left Songarh. It seemed a little rushed to me but maybe it's the style. The ending was good, bittersweet and nothing too fairy-tale like but I had to think about Mukunda's wife. Yes, given the circumstances, they are technically separated but I don't see the justification in ending the story there without any follow up.
Overall, I found this book to be quite the jewel.