Interpreter of Maladies
Jhumpa Lahiri
In this novel, a couple exchange confessions during nightly blackouts in a Boston apartment as they struggle to cope with a heartbreaking loss.






The write-up is wrong. This is not a novel, it's a collection of short stories. I can't really say anything without spoiling it, but my reaction was mingled. Part of me liked the clean style, while part of me ended up being annoyed by the constant disapointment. Is it against the rules for short stories to end on a good note? Only one is optimistic, a few are indifferent and most end in unfairness or familial breakdown.
My favourite sequences are the ones set in India, though, rather than in the West. There's a lovely level of detail at points. I particularly like her emphasis on cooking.

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