I’m Not Twenty Four…I’ve been nineteen for five years…by Sachin Garg

This is the story of the North South divide!! It is about a Delhi girl coming into rural Karnataka into an industrial township and the gory adventures that she faces. The story is a coming of age of a yuppie girl who comes to terms with the ‘real’ world. However the story could take place in any of the industrial townships that dot the Indian landscape.

My scepticism reared its head when the story started in a flashback, a cliché in itself and then proceeded to relate the story of a girl, Saumya’s adventures. The author was a man and I was not sure how it would come through. Sure enough he tries very hard to establish a woman’s view point by belabouring her sexuality with the buying of intimate garments.

With a unisexual name like Saumya her company messes up her application (unbelievably as apps have a column that you fill in for gender) and she lands up in in a small village in Northern Karnataka called Tornagallu. Saumya faces many infrastructure problems in the place like transport, food etc. The description of the township is itself very sketchy and knowing that the services available in such townships for company personnel to be of an excellent quality her flounderings are a unbelievable. Why could she not buy herself a two wheeler, knowing that she is to stay there for a year, is s question that haunts my practical mind throughout.

During the training program she meets her batch mate Amit and another maverick Malappa and she romps through situations and disasters with these guys. On a deux et machina kind of situation they go to Hampi where they meet Shubhro, the archetypal drug and drink sizzled social dropout. His stories of international living too are from the land of make believe and a veil of intrigue about his origins and financial status shrouds him.
Saymya goes around fainting and fading like a Victorian heroine as a result of a few gory incidents that she is asked to handle in the Lala Steel Safety department. Shubro lands up at her township gates and she rehabilitates him. What happens to their relationship is what the rest of the story meanders through.

The characters like her boss Mr Ashish and the Social Services lady Lakshmi are two dimensional figures barely sketched out though they play an important part in the story.

Typos and spellings— Venezuela for example, grammar and editing leave a lot to be desired. The Font is really reader friendly and the book does race through. Garg has asked Blogadda reader to be kind or at least lie. Truth be told, it is an interesting read!

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About padmum

You could call me Dame Quixote! I tilt at windmills. I have an opinion on most matters. What I don't have, my husband Raju has in plenty. Writer and story teller, columnist and contributer of articles, blogs, poems, travelogues and essays to Chennai newspapers, national magazines and websites, I review and edit books for publishers and have specialized as a Culinary Editor and contributed content, edited and collaborated on Cookbooks. My other major interest used to be acting on Tamil and English stage, Indian cinema and TV. I am a wordsmith, a voracious reader, crossword buff and write about India's heritage, culture and traditions. I am interested in Vedanta nowadays. I am now an Armchair traveller/opinionator/busybody!
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1 Response to I’m Not Twenty Four…I’ve been nineteen for five years…by Sachin Garg

  1. Grannymar says:

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