Just got done with Tulsi Badrinath’s “Madras,Chennai and the Self”. I’ve been taking so much more time than required to read a book, and I’d blame it on my sleep and work patterns. After reading 20 pages on an average during the week, and a good 80 pages today, here’s my review!
The book holds Accounts of people from different fields, of their memories and experiences with the city. The book covers some inspirational stories in terms of the individual’s before and after, and some exasperating tales of tradition vs. modernity and the dynamics of caste.
I was disappointed with this book. Although some of the stories were motivating, I found the book not particularly gripping. And for someone outside Chennai, with no visual of the details of the streets and the city, I failed to capture and relate to the image that the Author was trying to portray. Having no connection to the city, the book for me was only a compilation of the experiences and lessons of individuals, which I believe was not the aim of the book.
This book wasn’t for me, I’d rate this book a 2.5/5.