Showing posts with label secret. Show all posts
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Tuesday, February 23, 2016

#298 The Games Boys Play- Sandip Roy


#298 The Games Boys Play- Sandip Roy

Sumit and Avinash were great friends as children. They grew up and both moved to America. They haven’t seen each other in 8 years and are both back in Calcutta, Sumit visiting and Avinash living with his wife and child.

They were more than  friends before they split, they were lovers. Quietly, secretly, passionately together. But Avinash had responsibilities to his family and took a wife arranged for him by his mother. Sumit was confused and crushed, and tried to write him. But Avinash’s wife, intercepted these letters and herself crushed by the revelation, hid them and never spoke a word about what she knew, it would have ruined her family.

So now, all these years later, they meet again, but with others around, there is little space to speak of the past. “Sumit tensed up realizing he had not just inadvertently wandered into well-worn battlefields, but had also tripped over some mines.”

“He looked at Avinash, mystified that that was all they had left between them. But Avinash’s eyes were opaque. He just kept talking as if anything was better than silence.”

Two men living different lives but sharing the same pain, never having the chance to speak about it, and probably never will. Heartbreaking. Three stories in to this “Novel in Stories” I am hooked. The stories themselves work both independently of each other, but also act as snapshots of a larger whole that slowly comes into focus. Fantastic!




Monday, February 1, 2016

#277 Ring of Spices- Sandip Roy


#277 Ring of Spices- Sandip Roy

 Romola and Avinash are getting married. She lives in Calcutta, he is getting his PhD in Illinois. It is being arranged by their parents, it is their duty to their families. As these things go, there is little in the way of courtship, and there is a lot of awkward  feeling out between the two.

After the wedding, they move into his apartment near campus. It is her first time in America. She always dreamed of traveling to England (at least the England she knew from Wordsworth), this was not the same thing. Adjusting to this new life was not easy.

“For a moment she longed to be back in here bedroom in Calcutta. She wanted the hum of traffic around her. the sudden blare of horns, the voices of people walking on the street at all hours of the day, snatches of conversation trailing through the air, the yapping dogs, the cheerfully noisy night. Here the night felt almost naked in its silence, filling the room with just the harsh sound of his breath and the drumbeat of her heart.”

She longed for word from back home, so when she finally saw a letter from India she tore it open without seeing that it was addressed to her new husband. The letter was an angry, jealous plea from a former lover, that may actually be another man.

This story is quietly emotional, and we quickly get inside the head of Romola. Her life is full of the senses, and her perception her surroundings is profoundly aromatic.

Notable Passage: “Tomorrow it will be better. Desire will come. Desire will grow.”