TOUCHING STORY ABOUT ENDURING FAMILY TIES/
The synopsis is misleading: The Confluence is not set in the future of hovering self-driving vehicles and super sized TV screens in public places. This novel is about a mother in 2045 writing to her son, her adopted son, about how things came to be in 2017. Set in a fictitious East African nation, capital Taisoun, India and USA, Naina Ranjeeva, recently engaged is visiting her future in-laws in New York City. The opening scene made me chuckle: Naina’s hoity-toity Mom-in-law is going to have Naina’s family checked out by their PI. In typical WASP style, she brings a touch of interesting aspect so prevalent in today’s society: class segregation by way of the mighty dollar.
During the ‘interview’ with her Mom-in-law, a lost aunt comes up, who abandoned her husband and son years ago. Naina is torn between wanting to make things right with her family, namely reuniting her mother with her sister and her own life. She embarks on a around the world crusade to find her lost aunt and her cousin, Nitu. While in East Africa, where a revolution is brewing, Naina finds out that Nitu is living in Calcutta. She hires a PI and finds Nitu, who has a son, Nikhil. She succeeds in bringing Nitu and his mother in East Africa together-more jetting around-the smoldering revolution erupts, Nitu is hurt while walking at night and is hospitalized. During this time, he reveals that he has cancer and is dying. Naina, with her marriage just around the corner, chooses to take care of her cousin in Calcutta, dying of cancer. This decision is all the more incomprehensible, as she hasn’t seen this cousin in over twenty years! It is noble indeed.
The family jets around the world from New York to Calcutta to East Africa in a dizzying pace. Naina is nice, too nice and at times self-deprecating. No one is flawed, but if they are, she understands. This book is in dire need of more action i.e. more showing instead of telling would underline the strengths of this narration. The revolution in East Africa, where Naina’s aunt lives, with whom she’s had no contact for over two decades, is told from a distance. There are powerful elements vying for a spot here, but they don’t come to light buried as they are in the telling.
Despite these flaws, this is a touching story of enduring family ties. Puja Guha has a unique voice that begs to break out of its ‘nice’ confines.