SHAME - a novel on a true story by Jasvinder Sanghera.
When a friend handed this book to me asking me read it, she said 'I thought of you when I read this. It resembles your story'; I smiled and took it. Though I started reading it the very day, having being engulfed into the day to day chores and reality it proudly rested among the other books in my small book shelf for a few months.
Ironically I found time to read the book, this week, when I lay unwell on my back suggested bed rest for almost a week. And once I started, I couldn't stop.
Jasvinder aka Jas, the writer and the girl whose story 'Shame' is, seemed as a shadow of my own self, as if she was writing my story in a different set up, of course with some altercations to it.
While the book brought painful memories of my past back, I strangely did not drop even a tear throughout the book.
It instead did to me something that no one has been able to do for past few months. I found myself bubbling with new energy to tread on my path, the path i had chosen for myself. The path, sure to be tough, but without doubt the best one for me. A destiny I see so clear as a vision for myself. As if it was the purpose of my existence.
'Shame' as if reassured me that I was moving in the right direction. Brought back the confidence and Self-respect that was for some reason, getting buried within myself.
It brought a strange sense of relief and clarity. Something I was so badly needing at this time.
Jas, wherever you are, a warm hug to you and big thank you for being brave enough to write a book like this and for all the good work you are doing for the society.
Thanks for bringing back the bravery, the courage, the confidence and the self-respect back in me.....
And my dear friend - Thank you for lending me this book and literally coaxing me to read it.
And above all, Thank you Lord for making me a special child of yours, a blessed one. For having your umbrella of protection over me all the time, for holding my hand and walking me through troubled times. Love You!
When a friend handed this book to me asking me read it, she said 'I thought of you when I read this. It resembles your story'; I smiled and took it. Though I started reading it the very day, having being engulfed into the day to day chores and reality it proudly rested among the other books in my small book shelf for a few months.
Ironically I found time to read the book, this week, when I lay unwell on my back suggested bed rest for almost a week. And once I started, I couldn't stop.
Jasvinder aka Jas, the writer and the girl whose story 'Shame' is, seemed as a shadow of my own self, as if she was writing my story in a different set up, of course with some altercations to it.
While the book brought painful memories of my past back, I strangely did not drop even a tear throughout the book.
It instead did to me something that no one has been able to do for past few months. I found myself bubbling with new energy to tread on my path, the path i had chosen for myself. The path, sure to be tough, but without doubt the best one for me. A destiny I see so clear as a vision for myself. As if it was the purpose of my existence.
'Shame' as if reassured me that I was moving in the right direction. Brought back the confidence and Self-respect that was for some reason, getting buried within myself.
It brought a strange sense of relief and clarity. Something I was so badly needing at this time.
Jas, wherever you are, a warm hug to you and big thank you for being brave enough to write a book like this and for all the good work you are doing for the society.
Thanks for bringing back the bravery, the courage, the confidence and the self-respect back in me.....
And my dear friend - Thank you for lending me this book and literally coaxing me to read it.
And above all, Thank you Lord for making me a special child of yours, a blessed one. For having your umbrella of protection over me all the time, for holding my hand and walking me through troubled times. Love You!
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