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Last 2 Books of 2025

Sad tiger by Neige Sinno is a memoir about abuse. The author recounts being sexually abused as a child by her stepfather. Years later, she fights back—taking him to court, standing trial, and ultimately seeing him sentenced to prison. But the book’s central question goes far beyond legal justice: did she truly survive the dark […]

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Pastoral

I have been getting acquainted with the novels of the Canadian writer Andre Alexis over the past two months. His novel Pastoral is the first in a series titled Quincunx. One of the central characters is a priest who arrives in a remote village. As a young boy, he had heard a divine call—(he thought

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School of Night

“School of Night” is the newest (fourth) novel in Karl Ove Knausgaard’s Morning Star series.A distinctive feature of this series is that all its books belong to the genre-fiction category. They are supernatural tales told through the perspectives of multiple characters. In The School of Night, for the first time in this series, Knausgaard presents

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Dangerous Hypocrisy

One Battle After Another is a grand-scale, darkly funny film that skewers American hypocrisy. It’s satire at its sharpest—mocking one of the world’s most powerful yet absurd countries and its chaotic political system. And yet, for all the detestation it attracts (these days even from Indian far-right voices), the U.S. has also nurtured some of

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Reading a Little Deeper

Recently I finished reading Cixin Liu’s Death’s End. In the hardcore science fiction genre, it stands as a peak of human imagination (for imagination itself is intelligence). It’s also the conclusion of the series. The central plot is that an alien civilization tries to conquer Earth. Humanity spends centuries preparing a weapon to face them.

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A Bunch of Prolific Writers

Adrian Tchaikovsky continues his prolific streak— it feels like every six months there’s something new from him. This time, it’s The Hungry Gods, set in yet another post-apocalyptic world filled with talking animals and birds. Was it as good as Shroud? For me, the answer is no. But with Tchaikovsky, there’s always something fresh to latch onto—some concept,

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On Literary Trends, Activism, and Depth

Today, I came across a ridiculous post by a so-called poet of Malayalam, offering his take on Cherukad—one of the finest memoirists in our language. This poet attempts to trivialize Cherukad’s legacy with a shallow and dismissive commentary—an effort as superficial as his own poetry. Sadly, this is the sort of noise that thrives in

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