"It never would have worked out anyway…" she had cried. He struggles with his identity, and detests his unusual name. They were college educated before their arrival in the US, they all speak English, and they are engineers, doctors and professors (as is Gogol's father) now living in upscale suburban Boston homes.
People between two worlds is the theme, as in many of the author's books: Bengali immigrants in Boston and how they juggle the complexity of two cultures. The end result was a feeling of being able to read this story quickly, yes, but through a thick layer of cellophane that left in its wake singular feelings of why am I bothering and its good old pal, am I supposed to care? Based in Brooklyn and Paris, this woman resembles Lahiri as she learned to speak Italian and lived in Rome for a number of years. Her parents are traditional in a country that is completely different than theirs. Later, he appreciates his name when he learns how it was given, when he wants to hold on to special memories, when he finally becomes accustomed to being uniquely different. I wondered if I'd missed something significant that would have made the finish line amaze and impress me. She writes so effortlessly and enchantingly, in such a captivating manner and yet so matter-of-factly that her writing completely enthralls me. Come la gravidanza, essere stranieri stimola la curiosità degli estranei, la stessa mescolanza di rispetto e compassione. We get glimpses of how the cultural differences affect his parents too. The story becomes almost like a diary - with much everyday filler, many simple events, many instances of telling and not showing, and not enough payoff - at least for me. Auto correct hates these names by the way, had to go back and change them three times already. The novels extra remake chapter 21 trailer. He is handsome, with patrician features and swept-back, slightly greasy, light-brown hair. They were things for which it was impossible to prepare but which one spent a lifetime looking back at, trying to accept, interpret, comprehend.
There's a lot of local color of Boston including things I remember from the old days like the Boston Globe newspaper, the 'girls on the Boston Common, ' name brands like Hood milk, Jordan Marsh and Filene's Basement. In the absence of the letter, and at the insistence of the American hospital, they select what is meant to be a temporary name. Social gatherings at his parents' suburban house when he grew up were day-long weekend events with a dozen Bengali families and their children eating in shifts at multiple tables. Brought up in America by a mother who wanted to raise her children to be Indian, she learned about her Bengali heritage from an early age. But I couldn't bear to wade through the chapter again to find out. "He wonders how his parents had done it, leaving their respective families behind, seeing them so seldom, dwelling unconnected, in a perpetual state of expectation, of longing. The Namesake by Jhumpa Lahiri. A final picture emerges in which nothing in particular stands out; and twists that could have been explored more deeply, on a philosophical and humanistic level, such as Gogol's disillusionment with his dual identity or the aftermath of (Gogol's father) Ashoke's death are touched upon perfunctorily or rushed through. È troppo giovane per capire la ricchezza di questa condizione, e lascia vincere dentro di sé il senso di estraniamento, di esclusione, lo spaesamento. My only issue was with the way the narrative rambles on, often about very insignificant issues yet passing too quickly over more important events. Where - if at all - do they feel at home?
Especially for Moushumi, I wanted a more thorough and robust understanding and unpacking of what factors motivated her decisions that then affected Gogol later on in The Namesake. The writer's description of how the couple grapples with the ways of a new world yet tightly holding on to their roots is deeply moving and rings true at every point. The novels extra chapter 1. I read to escape the boundaries of my own limited scope, to discover a new life by looking through lenses of all shades, shapes, weirds, wonders, everything humanity has been allotted to senses both defined and not, conveyed by the best of a single mortal's abilities within the span of a fragile stack printed with oh so water damageable ink. There was a time when Gogol lives in New York, living a life on the cocktail circuit, four or five couples sitting around the table chatting about art and politics and whatever, drinking fine wine. Non si può non intendere questa sua decisione come un tentativo di assumere una nuova identità e riscrivere la sua personale storia familiare. I also got bored with the second half that focused on lots of rich, young New Yorkers sitting around drinking wine.
Sometimes I just want a good story, one that moves in layers, one that moves through decades seemingly simply. Mainly we follow the coming-of-age story of a young man named Gogol Ganguli. It wasn't bad but I wouldn't say it was great. Skimming over the mundane, she punctuates the cherished memories and life changing events that are now somewhat hazy. Italian offered me a very different path. Manga: The Novel’s Extra (Remake) Chapter - 21-eng-li. Very glad I finally read it. The author really shows what troubles face first-generation children. Some cultural comparisons are made as though to validate the enlightened United States at the cost of backward India. Gogol struggles with his name even while he dates two liberal American women who admire his culture.
This is a good moment to mention the utter seriousness of Lahiri's writing. But even that's not done intelligently. The novels extra remake chapter 21 summary. And when I taught language at an international school, I used to tell students struggling with synonyms to avoid repetitive use of common adjectives: "Nice is not a nice word. Shoving in 'The Man Without Qualities' and Proust within the last few pages in some obtuse attempt to impress those who are in the know?
Minimal amounts of creative flights, barely a metaphor in sight, and as for deeply resonant emotional delving into the personas meandering the page, down to the very blood and bones of their recognizable humanity? Both choose career paths that are not traditionally Indian so that they have little contact with the Bengali culture that their parents fought so hard to preserve. The father has picked the temporary name Gogol because he owes his life to the fact that he was sitting close to a window reading Gogol's 'The Overcoat' when a train he was traveling on crashed, and therefore escaped. You go on knowing more about the main character as he grows up, gets involved in relationships, him getting to get to know his origin (well, he struggles to know his Indian origin and identity but yes, struggle is the word). However, the fact that this relationship collapses and leaves no mark in their individual lives whatsoever, is also a telling statement about how, ultimately, coming from a similar background provides no guarantee for marital success. This book is just not about the name given to the main character. His mother and father did live for a time in inner-city Boston (in a three-decker tenement like I grew up in). Ho trovato una riflessione dello scrittore Mimmo Starnone che ho voluto segnare: partendo dal titolo del debutto letterario della Lahiri, Starnone dice che lo scrittore è come un interprete di malanni. E quando gli nasce il primo figlio, gli sembra giusto e naturale chiamarlo come lo scrittore russo che gli ha salvato la vita: Gogol. I wish I was joking when I said that, had Lahiri not been allowed to pad her story with all these long strings of descriptive sentences that were nothing more than another entry in the same old, same old, you'd be left with fifty pages. He became immersed in the literary and art world through Maxine and her parents, where he learned to relax and enjoy the art of living.
In the end, I found this book was about expectations. That's probably an unfair comparison though, as they are generally more cheerful, lighter reads. But soon I found myself losing interest. Overall recommended for those who enjoy contemporary fiction. We see her try it for size. As we watch Gogol progress through his life, there is much that we understand from our own experience and much that is unique to his experience alone.