Sidharth Vardhan

Die My Love by Harwicz – a review

(A review by Sidharth Vardhan of Die My Love (2012) by Ariana Harwicz Translated to English by Sarah Moses longlisted for International Booker 2018 ) “I’m fed up with the fact that it’s not okay to bad-mouth your own baby or walk around firing a gun.” I know, right? As somebody of other said human beings are born free, but everywhere they are in chains. Chains of different types – social, religious, national etc. In this case, they are of family. The chains of expectations as to how mother should talk, behave, feel. I mean we all know that everyone can not be a cook, but we do always expect everyone to be a good parent. Specially mothers. If you think about it, all freedoms boil down to just one freedom – the freedom to be oneself. And being a parent (again, specially mothers in a traditional patriarchal families) must take a heavy toll on one’s freedom – for you are no longer doing what you want to do, but are struck looking after those stupid, smelling, needy little creatures that won’t even thank you for the trouble (okay, why are people bothered with those children, again?) The protagonist of this

Review of Man-Tiger

(A review by Sidharth Vardhan of Man Tiger (2004) by Eka Kurniawn Even if you leave alone magical realism, there is a hint of Marquez in this author’s prose. If that doesn’t sell the book, I don’t know what will. Just look at this: “After two days in the hospital, Komar asked to be taken home and said firmly to Mameh, “Don’t call for any more doctors. I’m healthy enough to wait for my grave to be dug.” “The city government was said to have given him a plot of land in the heroes’ cemetery as a reward for his service, something he described as an invitation to die quickly. “ The references to classics and mythological tales celebrate storytelling traditions. In fact, the story itself is a retelling of an ancient myth. The story itself, told in a non-linear manner and from a shifting point of view, though is very simple – that of two dysfunctional families. The tiger seemed to me no more than symbol of repressed anger of a kid over domestic violence (child becomes tiger the way Bruce becomes hulk) and mistreatment of his mother and about how hard and violent instincts of a community which has found peace

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