Monday, April 8, 2013

The Hope Factory: A Novel by Lavanya Sankaran

Anand is a Bangalore success story: successful, well married, rich. At least, that’s how he appears. But if his little factory is to grow, he needs land and money, and, in the New India, neither of these is easy to find.

Kamala, Anand’s family’s maid, lives perilously close to the edge of disaster. She and her clever teenage son have almost nothing, and their small hopes for self-betterment depend on the contentment of Anand’s wife: a woman to whom whims come easily.
But Kamala’s son keeps bad company, and Anand’s marriage is in trouble. The murky world where crime and land and politics meet is a dangerous place for a good man, particularly one on whom the well-being of so many depends.

I really thought this book was good. I thought the author created some nice and interesting characters for this story. At first I wasn't sure if I would like this story because of where the setting was, but once I started reading it I was hooked before I finished the first chapter. I thought I knew what would happen before the middle of the book, but by the time I finished the book I was completely surprised by the way the plot changed from how I thought it would end.

 I think this author has a knack for being able to write a wonderful story and capture the reader’s attention with her details and little surprises that she puts in the story. I think if this author writes anymore books out I would read more of her books. If you want to read a really good book set in another country like India, then I recommend this book. I think this book would be good as a rainy day read as well. I give this author and this book an “A.”

*I received a copy of this book in exchange for an honest review.  Tiffany

1 comment:

  1. This book sounds interesting and different. I haven't heard of it before but i'm so glad that you liked it!

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