This was simply a beautiful read. Each sentence ebbs and flows in a lyrical nature and Anam executes her conversational narrative perfectly.
I felt privileged reading this book, Anam trusts her readers with Zubaida's innermost thoughts, and feelings. She is torn between love, culture, and class. We are taken on her journey of self-discovery – she is adopted and is struggling to find herself, and where she belongs. Zubaida is conflicted with her identity both in terms of being adopted and not having a biological history, but also with the identity of being someone's wife in Bangladesh culture.
My only criticism is when she switched between POV and time periods it was a little clunky for me, perhaps the finished copy will read a little smoother in this regard.
Thank you Tahmima Anam for your exquisite work.