Kwe's Reads

These kinds of political books are the ones for me. A story I could not imagine to be true, and yet it happens. And yet so many people support it. And yet it's one more viral story we'd forget eventually.

Once again, religion is causing so much hate. It is a dangerous thing. I still have the same question, how come the one place meant for love, is actually full of hate? So much hatred (and manipulation) that you kill your brother in law? That you betray your closest people? And the worst part is there's no remorse. In their minds they did the right thing.

To resist is to die, so people leave. So what happens now? Nothing changes.

I like the contrast between Smitha (a journalist based in New York) and Meena (a hindu who married a muslim in a province far from Mumbai). Different privilege. Different freedom. And yet their experiences are almost the same. They were both betrayed by their own community.

And I also like the ongoing theme that is India (from perspectives of Indians). It's contradicting, there's so much to love and there's so much to hate. It's very much like the Philippines to me. And I get to love it and enjoy most of it because of my privilege, meanwhile so many of my countrymen suffer from poverty and corruption. Personally I'd never leave and restart my life somewhere else, but I won't judge those who do.

I was under a state of shock with what happened after the verdict. But after that I found myself slowly losing interest. The last pages dragged. I understood that Smitha had to go through some more things to figure it out but I wasn't as interested any more.