One September evening in 2004, my first week in the US, my husband took me to his favorite bookstore on Castro street, in Mountain View. I remember picking ‘Interpreter of Maladies’ from the shelf and browsing through the pages. The writer’s name Jhumpa sounded anything but Indian. I didn’t know about the Bengali nicknames back then:-)
Surprisingly, years passed before I started reading her. In Dec 2007, we watched the movie ‘the…
