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No Time for Goodbyes-Andaleeb Wajid: 30/52

‘This girl picked up a Polaroid photo she found in her attic. You won’t believe what happened after that’



How I met my mother.

Tamanna, a typical teenager, goes up to her ‘attic’ looking for some peace and quiet to read her Harry Potter. A polaroid photograph falls out of somewhere, she picks it up. And the next minute she finds herself in her grandmother’s house. Only, she isn’t her grandmother yet. And her own mother and aunts are teenagers. And it is 1982. And with Tamanna, you also take that trip to those good old days of a cleaner, greener Bangalore.When busfares were paid with ten paisa coins and movie tickets cost ten rupees. But also a Bangalore where there is no Death by Chocolate icecream or Christmas sales in malls.

In an impossible world where Tamanna is actually older than her mother, she finds herself caught between a feeling of being lost and a feeling of being home.And to make things even more impossible, she falls in love with Manoj, the dishy neighbor. Manoj’s grandfather is the one who actually brougnt her to 1982 through one of his experimental time travel cameras.But this unassuming old man, who is not the typical timetravel mad scientist, has no clue as to how to send her back.
And so, while he works on his experiments with the camera, tying to figure out a way to send her thirty years into the future again,Tamanna sits back and enjoys 1982. She introduces her aunt to Harry Potter, tries to explain her cellphone that doesn’t work and gives out spoliers to the cricket world cup that India is going to win the next year.

But once back in 2012, a world where there is no trace of Manoj, she starts trying every trick possible to go back thirty years again. She succeeds. And then…

Written so differently from her previous books, this book is refreshingly light after the recent serious More than Just Biriyani.

Easy and fast paced, this is a book that you can pick up for one crazy Freaky Friday like ride

More Than Just Biryani- Andaleeb Wajid : 11/52

A book that makes your mouth water and stomach growl



It starts off with soft, crispy shaamis, rice and dal and ends with a comfort food called kichda. And in between there’s gajar ka halwa, different kinds of lauz, kutt, prawn masala and even halwa made out of bottlegourd. And of course, there’s biryani.

But this book is More Than Just Food. There are women.  Four women, four lives.

When the book was launched, the author asked readers not to rush through the book and instead read it slowly and savour each word. And though I polished it off in just two days, slow is how this book is to be enjoyed. It takes you from the hot summers of Vellore in the late 50s to the odd smelling air of Hong Kong in 2010 through the lives of three generations of women

There is magic in the browning of onions, the sinful sugary goodness of lauz  in the comfort of kichda and even in the perfect tea. Ordinary lives made extra ordinary through everyday food.  Food that helps Tahera cope with loss, food that redeems Ruqayya from the being ostracized for hating to cook, food that helps Zubi cope with the invisible torment that has been haunting her all her life.

I loved the way the little things that make women women have been explored in this book. From Tahera’s uncontrollable hostility towards Suman, Suman’s patient eagerness to fit in, Ruqayya’s seemingly shocking independent streak, Nadira’s quiet acceptance of her life, Zubi’s fierce resolve never to become her mother right to Sonia’s silly little crush, small emotions add up and make this book a delightful read.

And once you’re done reading this book, believe me, you’ll head straight to the kitchen.