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The Nambisan novels

Every time I spot a title by Kaveri Nambisan (brilliant surgeon-turned-author), I can't even begin to describe the spear of joy that thrills my reader's heart and piques my curiosity. All i want to do is curl up on a sofa and just read the book, enter the world that is so real to my values and know what the end is like, even if it dissapoints me that nothing ends rosy. That's not the only reason why I adore and idolise this writer.

Like another writer whom I adore, Anita Desai, Kaveri Nambisan also stays far from the publicity hounds, doing her own things in a simple way, not attending the glorious, overhyped publicity stunts that new Indian writers are so prone to doing, almost like a malaise, really. She really knows her stuff and doesnt care about any other frills.

When she wrote her novel 'On Wings of Butterflies', it clearly mirrored her experiences with women as a surgeon. The novel reflected the levels of exploitation that women face in the society, physically, mentally and psycologically. Women, no matter what their financial state is, are always pushed into a corner. It was this reality that helped the author to go forward with this novel.

In one of my favorite Nambisan novels, "Scent of Pepper" takes you on a truly interesting journey into the Coorg community, where the author (being from Coorg herself) mixes some real life stories that she had heard from her grandmother to the plot.

Another of my favorites is "Mango-coloured Fish" which is about a young girl who is unsure about marriage though she is already engaged. She keeps wondering whether she should go forward with the marriage and thinks deeply about the marriages of others whom she knows.

Check out this link and wait for her much talked about novel, "The Story that must not be told. "

http://spoonfeedin.blogspot.com/2008/11/personality-kavery-nambisan.html

I have to admit, I just can't wait for my favorite writer to start writing her next novel!

Comments

Kavery said…
Thank you very much for your comments about my novels. I chanced upon Petals and it made me feel good.
I wonder where you live. If in any of the metros, I would love to invite you for the launch of The Story... and the new edition of The Sc of Pepper.
my e-mail: kavery.nambisan@gmail.com
with warm regards,
Kavery.
Kavery said…
Thank you very much for your comments about my novels. I chanced upon Petals and it made me feel good.
I wonder where you live. If in any of the metros, I would love to invite you for the launch of The Story... and the new edition of The Sc of Pepper.
my e-mail: kavery.nambisan@gmail.com
with warm regards,
Kavery.
Hey, I'm thrilled to hear from you. I am from Kerala but now settled in Delhi and continue to be a fan of your novels. My email is swapnaraghusanand@gmail.com and I'd love to be in touch with all thats happening on the literary front. Looking forward to knowing more about your latest books. Best, Swapna
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