I am glad I read ‘If you are afraid of Heights’ before I read ‘Blue Bedspread’ , in this way I can appreciate Jha much better.
The book is in three parts. A man and a woman meet at midnight during a road accident. The man goes with the woman to her apartment which is in a upmarket building, considered an architectural marvel in this city.
However, from time to time he returns to his little apartment, which has a small potted plant in a bottle, it is very common to have a stalk of a 'money plant' in a bottle filled with water. Most of the Middle Class has it. It indicates that you may get Money at a certain point in your life! Wishful thinking? Maybe...No harm in wishing is there?
Then one fine day the relationship ends very abruptly and the man returns to his tiny apartment, no heartache, no recriminations.
A lady reporter arrives in a small town to uncover the story of a child’s rape and murder, she investigates the story but is unable to uncover much. In fact doesn't get very far.
She however never forgets her shoulder bag, it is a sort of status symbol, a mark of her profession.
A young girl is very shaken and scared by a series of suicides in her neighborhood, worries for her parents’ safety, fears for them, fears for the consequences of their suicide. What will happen to her?
What connects these three people? Is it only the crow who is the narrator?
Could they all be the members of the same family?
This novel although very complicated tackles issues of abuse, neglect, sadness, but through all this runs a sliver of hope.
Every member of the family, imagines wonderful scenarios, things they like, their dreams, their aspirations that keeps them going through life which is sometimes boring and mundane with no excitement.
We all have deep longings that many times will never be fulfilled, but what harm is there to imagine wondrous things for us in the deep of the night, or on long train journeys.
We can be the best singer in town, a widely popular writer or a flamenco dancer, sometimes only such dreams keep us going ...