Sudeshna Bora’s Reviews > Mother Mary Comes to Me > Status Update

Did I expect this?No.I wanted to know how she thinks.A woman who captures nuances so beautifully, does not dwell in grayness at all and maybe that makes me lonely.
She also seems mum about the gossip of her love interest.It is amusing to see how she makes her life,her brothers and her parents life open book but shrouds her lovers into secrecy(only the part related to her is shown).In this way, she is like me.

It actually amuses me how much her "immoral" behaviour affects me. I see she refusing to address her trauma as someone who is less evolved than I am, and that unnerves me. I find her affairs to be too jarring and that makes her inferior to me. Nonetheless, I stand corrected. She does have insight , she has introspected and healed. She just chooses to keep her emotion distant from what she is narrating.

I have accepted that this is more of Arundhati's memoir than her mother. What a hustler she is. It is first time I am reading the real life struggle of a lower class working class woman in India.

Some books just pull you in and Arundhati does it once again. I have had be struggling with reading for years now and just find this book irresistible. Arundhati is messy, confused but she has lived life and now I know why she is what she is. What a life and she is not even 25 yet.

By the time I reached this page,I was sure I hated Mrs. Roy,the horrible mother. She has been eclipsed by her horridness. But, Arundhati continues loving her,being grateful to her. I cheered when Arundhati broke free when she became her and no longer an organ-child. Though I feel this book is slowly turning into her memoir, which makes me sad. I don't want my favourite author to have a memoir already. Page turner.

I wonder how it must feel to friends with a writer and to see your shadow in the characters of her book.
Also, her family was very very affluent by that life's standard.

You start chapter 3 and you are transported to the world of The God of Small Things - the same greenery, the same chaos among the family, and Velutha. But you realise though she has used her life to create the world of God of Small Things; the story is fiction (not caste based violence she lived through, no murder of velutha and no incest).

Chapter 2: But at the same time, I am annoyed by how dismissive Arundhati is about the abuse she endured. I do understand why , as she said "Her life is a footnote to the world" ; what she has gone through is insignificant but is that the truth ? Anyway, I am ready for the ride that Arundhati is promising.

Chapter 2: I seem to have moved on from being amazed by Mary , to being shocked at her "abuse". Is it abuse if the victim don't consider it such . I love their journey , her hustle but I wonder do I like her journey cause it is a "supposed trainwreck" that didnot wreck or cause I genuinely appreciate such chaotic people. Nonetheless, the more I read about her, the more I realise why Arundhati is ok with the chaos .

Chapter 1: I didnot know Mary was such a path breaker reformist and the moment I knew, it all made sense. The coin dropped or was it the other shoe dropped and it all made sense. For me Mary is the blazing light whereas Arundhati is the firefly.