He is a bruised man, adrift, keening for a lost love. His sorrow submerges everything: his agony is truest, his epiphanies greatest. Do you despise him? You�re too late. He despises himself already.
This is his story: Anne-Marie, his true love, has left him and their Mumbai flat. There is a girl who pretends to be a lesbian with whom he has an awkward encounter of the almost-coital kind. And then, when he goes to Pattaya looking for sex (when he could have gone to Interlaken looking for love), he finds Noon, just the sort of woman who might mend � and break again � his wounded heart; and he finds Orhan, who may or may not be the son he never had.
Here is a debut at once pensive and feral, cutting down to our most private tragedies � and to that shameful inference we must all some day come to: we are neither heroes nor insects.
About the Author
Tanuj Solanki lives in Mumbai. His short fiction has appeared in the Caravan, DNA, Hindu Business Line, Out of Print and numerous other publications. He's a Pushcart nominee and a two-time runner-up in the DNA-Out of Print short fiction contest. He is also the founder of the Bombay Literary Magazine. His second book, a collection of short stories, is due in 2017.
Ratings and Reviews
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A poetic novel that spreads the intellectual wave of romantic experience of the protagonist. The protagonist T's long and short relations bring forward a new reading experience. Almost coital relation with the first woman who finds put the importance of Anne Marie, his literary, intellectual and romantic relation with Anne Marie, his foray through the brothels of Pattaya, unexpected encounter with Noon,
This book is a quintessential example of what is called uniqueness. The poetic narratio...