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Review of 'You Had Me at Annyeong'
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"𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐇𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐮𝐥'𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐬. 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐦 𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐝𝐨𝐝𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐚 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐚𝐠𝐨 ... 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐚𝐯𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐚 𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐤𝐞𝐩𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐮𝐩 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐝, 𝐛𝐲 𝐧𝐨𝐰, 𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐳𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐝 ..."
(Is it even possible for a human to be this beautiful? Is this a vampire? Am I an offering to satiate his appetite? I have yummy O-positive blood, too!)
If a book could have desi Indian Garam-Masala vibes, it is this, it is this, it is this. Period.
You Had Me at Annyeong is a refreshing rom-com that brings two vastly different cultures together in a fun clash of Indian masala and Korean kimchi. This is a spicy love story where a girl with 'pointy chin' and 'meandering inner monologues' meets a handsome man with 'sinewy forearms' who also happens to be her boss. The author melds the Indianness with Koreanness with easy breezy dexterity. But as they say, something that reads effortlessly has had a lot of effort put into it! Bannerjee's debut is effervescent and effective.
So what's the book about? Timira, heartbroken after her boyfriend Rodrigo cheats on her very publicly, goes to work for a hot Korean guy. Sparks fly.
Haneul, the owner of sinewy forearms.
Timira, the one with a pointy chin.
Timira and Haneul feel drawn towards each other. But there are many a flies in this fuzzy Indo-Korean ointment. Rodrigo enters the scene. Then there is an extra angle with Haneul too. So what will happen to our guy and gal? Will they end up together? Or does this story have a surprise in store for you? Well, you will have to read it to find out more.
The book comes to life when the two leads meet. There is a burst of pink froth in Timira's heart, mind and soul. Have a look: "Her imagination runs wild as she continues to gape at the tall figure who calls himself Baek Haneul. She sees a small head with straight hair, longer on the top, closely cropped otherwise, generously gelled and carefully styled to reveal a small forehead with zero lines (at last count, she had five). His nose is long and sharp but slightly crooked (she has a sudden urge to pinch the tip). High cheekbones under skin so dewy and pink that it immediately makes Timira regret having passed over the sheet mask this morning for an extra ten minutes of sleep. His chin is so sharp and jawline so prominent that Bulgari's V would be embarrassed to call itself so. His eyes seemingly betray no emotion; shaped like medium-sized Californian almonds."
The fire, as they say, is burning on both the sides. Have a look at what our male lead thinks: Should I have been warmer? Friendlier? Is she nervous? Have I made her uncomfortable? Right, she's in a new place. I ought to be more welcoming. But should I? Can 1? What am l even doing?"
Banerjee's Timira is chirpy and fun but she is no lame fuck. She knows her worth. She cries for her broken heart but not for too long. She doens't mop. Also, her inner monologues, the wild swirl of never-ending thoughts running in her head are quite quirky and fun.
Have a look: "So what if my life is a jalebi? Jalebi is nice, it's round and sweet. Rod loves jalebi with kulfi ... stop, stop, stop! No, Timira, no. Rod is gone. He cheated on you and you rightly dumped him!"
And this one too:
"Why let them know on the very first day that I'm eccentric? Well, seccentric, really. Sexy and eccentric, hehehe! Let them figure it out"
But she is not just fun. She is deeply emotional too. In a moving paragraph, the author reveals Timira's state of mind in touching words:
"Timira can now feel tears start to sting in her eyes. She recalls the evening of his birthday when she’d taken an uncharacteristic personal day in the middle of the week and taken over Alice and Bhaskar’s kitchen to cook up a feast for him. The evening she had waited for him to come over for a surprise until a text from him, well past midnight, informed her that he wouldn’t be able to leave the team hotel. She recalls the morning after, when she woke up to photos of him splashed across tabloids and social media—photos of him locked in an embrace with a rising tennis star–social media influencer who’d only just turned legally adult."
Korean culture, South Korean culture that is, is as deeply layered as Indian one is. Like us, Koreans are immensely proud of their heritage. Having been a colony of Japan, they fiercely celebrate and promote all things Korean. Who did you think Korean dramas, Korean music and Korean food is so popular in world? Their goverment promote them aggressively. Fun Fact: South Korea shares its independence day with India: 15th Aug. Here The author celebrates both the cultures together, wrapping it up in a fun rom-com. And who doesn't love a cool rom-com?
Apart from some really fun Hinglish dialogues (Banerjee has a knack for dialogue-writing. She makes her characters sound real and earthy, not made-up,) the has peppered the story with some pop-culture refrences. You will find the book strewn with references to Descendants of the sun, Abhijeet Bhattacharya, Friends, Shahrukh Khan, BTS, Boys Over Flowers, Hana Yori Dango, Jeet Kun Do, Geun Jan-di, and many more.
The story also carries an incident centred around a Korean slag used to denote people who are of mixed heritage- 'Hafu'. This brings another emotional subplot to cleanse the reading palate of the romance.
Read this one for fun, romance and a beating heart.