When I heard the title, i thought it would be love story of a girl who would be selling "lemons" or had a "Lemon Tree" at her home or else or else.
But then, the book came to me and i hurriedly swam across the pages because love stories never fascinated me. But i soon realized that this book wasn't what i had taken it for, it was far better than the expectations. It wasn't just a love story either.
The story of Nirvi, the " Lemon Girl" is a story of a problem so deep-rooted, still many girls face, not only in the Indian scenario, but in the global as well. Brutal incestuous rape is still forgiven and secured behind veil, because the criminal was a male from the same family. Nirvi, as the female lead, is just a dummy girl, left behind in the adulteration of artificiality with very little of her own inside her. It was never her fault, but the world was never so just, to spare her, so she was burnt, stained, tortured and dragged away from herself, bit by bit. Every time, she tried to recollect herself and resurrect from the ashes, there would be some parasite, groping her, reminding her ‘she was no Phoenix Jackson.’
The only one who really cared and adored the tiny bit which wasn't shrugged off and still pounded in the heart of the infected adobe of the broken soul arrives into her life. He is Arsh, a lucky guy to be the only reminiscing part of the lively “Lemon Girl.” He thrusts himself in her life and tries to preserve her for himself, but at a cost of much devastation in life, she was thrown into. When life doesn't give you wide choices, it’s better to slip off at the instance you were held back. The protagonist girl has successfully made it and went afar to recollect herself. But where true love prevails, all things are meant to end up righteously and the loved ones brought back together.
A true facet of our unmerciful and culprit society, this novel has made a move to shrug it off with an eye-opening read. Set on Indian background, it speaks through the eyes and heart of a rape victim, which has been done perfectly throughout the story.
About the writing style of the author, I was stunned to find the book told from two minds, giving two dimensions to view the story. Had the story been written on a plain and singleton view from a narrator, the story would have lost its charm. The story has its own emotions and successfully casts a spell over the readers to be in control of the drift in the story and walk side by side with the characters over the plots.
It’s not Just a Love story, it’s a lot more than that. It’s a Eye-opening read waiting to reveal the truth in front of our society and show its backlogs.