I have never felt so let down by a novel before. The fact that I had written so much about the Book in my previous post (see below) or told people about how nice it was- just goes to waste.
The author completely dilutes the plot in the middle of the book. After keeping the readers engrossed in the plot and letting them raise their hopes that something's gonna happen now- he just completely loses his way. The novel falls down to the level of a very very common tale- describing Amir's love-life, his in-laws, his new house, his family. All this could have been captured in brief for the sake of continuation but there was certainly no need at all to devote some 60 pages on it. The plot wanders off aimlessly. You just keep reading because you have seen the potential of the writer, and are still curious about what happens in the end.
Thankfully- after painfully flipping/scanning through all this jazz- you come to the point where that 1 dreaded phone call comes to Amir. How one trip suddenly puts his life in turmoil again and he discovers a truth that changes his whole world for him. One truth that makes his entire 40 yrs of life a sham. Now he has one final chance of gaining redemption, of making peace with himself. Will he have the courage to finally stand up for something he believes in?
Along with Amir, I think the novel will also gain redemption in the final few chapters... wait and watch.
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Arre woh sab to theek hai... lekin kya is upar waale ek comment ke liye hi aapne apne Publicly listed co. ko private ltd. bana daala? :P
Abey nahi...it's a long story.. kisi din fursat mei bataungi :D
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