Title : Barefoot to Paradise
Author : Soorina Desai
Blurb : The sale of a painting that depicts her childhood home prompts Naintara to dissect various aspects of her life: The awareness of being, the confusion caused by an inner voice, a necessity to co-exist with people and a desire for love that fills one void but causes a deeper one. The need to earn a livelihood, a passion to create that doesn’t always pay and luck, which holds her ransom till it turns. Also, God who doesn’t help slay her demons, about life that shows an uncanny ability to sort itself out and hope, which if nothing else, doesn’t abandon her side.
This book is about the intriguing path life takes in order to bring one to something as simple as one’s own self. *** “I so appreciate Soorina’s thoughtfulness and her many insights about love. And as always, her characterization is remarkable in Barefoot to Paradise.” Sarah Cypher Editor, B.A. (Creative Writing), CMU, USA. “Barefoot to Paradise is brimming with promising characters, ideas and images… Soorina has a good ear for dialogue.” Marion Urch (Director and Editor in Chief-Adventures in Fiction.) MA-Royal College of Art (London), UK.
My View : The story while welcoming readers gives a slight hint of how the journey would be and the mystery to be unfolded.I got various thoughts when I started this journey,that the story could be about a single mother and the daughter,struggle of a painter followed by a love story etcetera.All the possible thoughts clouded my mind, an inquisitive reader could have.
As the story backtracks, my mind was forced to think about the present events,the painting and the customer that came to buy the story.In my mind, I was painting my own story, and in expectation of that I forgot to look upon what authoress has in store for me.As she dug deep into her childhood it fails to amuse me at its best.The minute details she talks about doesn’t give any direction to the story just creates a background on which story can walk,but what is the use of creating a long road when the journey is small.Stories of her past life keeps on vibrating,that I forgot for a moment that the first chapter I read belongs to the same story.It’s like she has traveled the path inclined at every angle except the 180 degree one.
Above were all the thoughts that struck my head when I just started the journey.It may cloud any reader’s mind and can force reader to leave the journey in the beginning itself.
But as you take some steps ahead you would be welcomed by the same content, revealing her past,then you would realize it’s not the setting of the background but it is the story,the life of the protagonist,and then you would slowly learn to sway with the story.
The book seems like a biography of a painter who later becomes a good acquaintance of the reader by reading the chapters of her life.I thought that in the journey ahead, she would become a famous painter and a well-known artist, but there enters the art of the writer, presenting the unexpected.From the beginning to the end, it is not what I expected from it.These days, authors try to twist story in every manner in order to compose a different tale, but only some realizes that readers love to read such books in which they can find their involvement and presence.
The minuscule incidents she has chosen from life and accommodates in the story brings out all the fundamentals of the protagonist’s life which drives reader to know more about her.So many characters and their impression on the protagonist’s life helps to compare, how so many people leave their impact on our life.One could easily relate from all the happenings in the protagonist’s life. Author has disclosed all the moments with such fire, then reader would have no option but to dwell in it,and live the story as his own.
Such books are hard to find which let you meet life face to face, and when they are available, they why loose the opportunity to grab it.A book worth my time and highly recommended.
A beautiful tale of life which possesses the strength to inspire your life!
Rating : 4.5/5
Reviewer : Shweta Kesari