“…this book confounded me by not showing me its hand at any stage…”

 

This review is from: The Face at the Window (Paperback)
Writing about the latest Manral is writing about a friend having a baby. There is the Getting Thrilled and Clicking As Many Images As You Can, there is the Making Polite Noises And Assuring Them That S/He Will Grow Out That Unfortunate Nose, and then there is the Oh This Child Is Mine You Can Have Another One.
The latest from the Manral stable is THAT one. THE FACE AT THE WINDOW is delicious, and creepy, and nostalgic and crisp and..oh the adjectives defy me. Though it is very different from her earlier work but it is as much fun as we expect from her stable. THE FACE AT THE WINDOW defies you from the first page, and as someone who claims to ‘know her voice’ and reads her very self assured k picturo ki tarah end take sab kuch theek Happy Endings type, this book confounded me by not showing me its hand at any stage. How Could That Be, I asked myself. Surely, we can tell the plot having read the creepy, crawly things that go bump in the night genre for so long. Well that’s what a true master does, and Kiran Manral has aced the game.
Now what will Kiran Manral do next?
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