An interesting read portraying the journey of three British/Asian girls as they battle with the sense of not belonging to either culture, never fitting in with either. At times I felt I could relate to their hardships, (despite feeling that the Indians have it better than the Arabs) as they struggle to break free from all the labels placed on them, but on the whole, I also felt a self of relief that I could most definitely not classify myself as one of them, as my sense of belonging far exceeds theirs. After a while however the plot overtakes you and you become engrossed in their lives that their background becomes immaterial. Definitely brings back a sense of nostalgia and a recommended read.
"The endless questions of who what why she was, to whom she belonged (father/husband/workplace), why her life wasn't following the ordained patterns for a woman of her age, religion, height and income bracket. The sheer physical effrontery of her people, wanting to inside her head, to own her, claim her, preserve her. Her people."
"You find someone, they love you, they hurt you, you forgive them, you carry on, because there's no question you'd give up on someone just because they've turned out to human is there?"
"Always proud to be who they were, but not scared to push back the boundaries, to redefine what being Asian meant. We were making history"
"She had constructed a whole life around it. No one must leave. No one leaves nice people. I am nice. I will make myself nice."
"You don't learn the important stuff from books. It happens to you and someone gives it a long name aferwards."