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Tuesday 17 December 2013

Book review: The Homing Pigeons By Sid Bahri

About the book:

In the middle of the catastrophic 2008 recession, Aditya, a jobless, penniless man meets an attractive stranger in a bar, little does he know that his life will change forever

When Radhika, a young, rich widow, marries off her stepdaughter, little does she know that the freedom that she has yearned for is not exactly how she had envisioned it.

They say Homing Pigeons always come back to their mate, no matter where you leave them on the face of this earth. Homing Pigeons is the story of love between these two unsuspecting characters as it is of lust, greed, separations, prejudices and crumbling spines.

About the Author: 

A hotelier by education, an ex-banker and a senior executive in the outsourcing industry, Sid gave up a plush career in the outsourcing industry to follow his passions. Based out of Ranikhet, he is now a struggling entrepreneur and a happy writer. A self- proclaimed eccentric, he is an avid blogger who loves to read and cook. Cooking stories, however, is his passion. The Homing Pigeons is his debut novel. He can be reached at

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My Review:

It is always difficult for a person with a job to empathize with someone who doesn't.” Clearly, the author reads the minds of humans adeptly. Though not unusual, a debut author having a deep insight into human psychology is a welcome change, specially when this insight deploys itself to use not just over the hardihood and impudence of youth, but also a meaningless, hollow adulthood.
As the product of this insight, the author presents to you two  identifiable, fallible characters: Radhika and Aditya.
Since in the deep dungeons of a debt-ridden life, there is little respite, our male protagonist turns out to be a typical professional-out-of-job-spending-fortune-drowning-sorrow in pegs of alcohol, thereby clouding his thinking while ironically seeking to cleanse it. Then we have the other imperfect protagonist Radhika, who seems to fallen in every possible misfortune, not on account of ill-fate, but by virtue of indecision.
Coming from a debut author, this is a remarkable, if not stellar piece of work, in that he manages to somehow create people out of those characters, and not just hollow puppets compelled to perform as the writer has suggested. That is the gem in this work: It has been written so convincingly that it just skips your mind that it has an extremely contemporary plot, which has all the cons of having an overdose of three quirks: lust, greed and indecision.

Alternating between narrations by the two of them, the reader is transported through the various stages in their lives at an immaculately panoramic mode. However, the fact that the fallibility and imperfection is every now and then highlighted only by the breach of moral conduct, lack of a moral conscience and indecision as regards their physical relationships is a bit of a put-off.
Nevertheless, it has many such heart-rending instances whereby the reader earnestly wishes to sympathize with the characters who have for long been living a life of compromise. Because, “this is the reward for leading a loveless life”. Indeed, the author weaves expressive, analeptic soliloquy and assuaging monologues much to the reader's fulfillment.
There are moments when the reader is compelled to put down the book and, wearing a toothy smirk, contemplate; for instance when the male lead says, “Many complications in my life occurred when I enhanced my vocabulary to include words like guilt, morals and cheating. Ignorance is definitely more blissful.” or “I guess God is a little convoluted. He does not always favor good people.” It is only later that the whole relevance of these confessions is perceptible to the reader.
With a cathexis in all acts of protagonists, it makes even the ugly bearable.
Amidst countless revelations of the reality of (read: sham) NGOs, of the fickle-mindedness of human beings, of the agony and mirth of re-starting one's life et al, is a far momentous sequence of emotions: love, followed by practicality, quandary, repentance and finally atonement for the follies.

Best line: If that wasn't love, then maybe love didn't exist.
I wondered how simple life would be if there was no currency. No notes made of paper or plastic that differentiated between people. Or if there had to be a currency, then why it couldn't just be love?

The ending is abrupt, somehow the plot appears predictable and repetitive, but the presentation is so raw, jacose, amusing, and umbriferous of dingy realities, that a reader cannot help but feel a “book hangover” upon parting with it.

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