Mumbai, the city of dreams, endless rain and the ever crowded locals. Jayant Kaikini through 16 short stories brings to you the city in all its essence. At the end of it you feel like you belong to the city, even if you have never been/lived there.
Weaving a seamless picture of Mumbai with its largest and smallest aspects, be it the locals, the basatis, the food and ofcourse the rain, Kaikini also shows how Mumbai is a confluence of cultures. It was interesting to see how he ensured to give immigrant backgrounds to most of his characters (which is the true with the city as well). I like how most of the stories revolve around daily wage labourers or middle class families, presenting their everyday challenges, dreams and desires.
The book also never fails to show the city's generosity, it's welcoming nature, and how it effortlessly brings strangers together.
Kaikini's writing flows without being a distraction, it's simple, heartening and manages to leave a mark. I loved how he ensured to insert nuances that are so Indian, in all the stories, it made me chuckle.
Some of his characters blossom through the story, where as some come set in their ways, but with both he constructs stories that set you thinking, and in true nature of the city itself. While reading the book, I kept craving the Mumbai monsoon and some good vadapav.
Great translation by Tesjaswini Niranjan from Kannada. Tempted to pick this one up in Kannada and give it a try!
I seldom enjoy short stories, but this one definitely became one of my favourites.