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Em and The Big Hoom mobi ¸ 240 pages ´ [Download] ➺ Em and The Big Hoom ➿ Jerry Pinto – Gwairsoft.co.uk In a one bedroom hall kitchen in Mahim Bombay through the last decades of the twentieth century lived four love battered Mendeses mother father son and daughter Between Em the mother driven freuently The Big PDF/EPUTered Mendeses mother father son and daughter Between Em the mother driven freuently to hospital after her failed s I was a participant in the author's fiction writing workshop a couple of weeks ago in Bangalore and one of the first things I noticed about him was how effortlessly funny he was It made an impression then and today as I read and finished ' Em the Big Hoom' I'm again struck by the number of times he actually made me laugh in so dark a storyIt's a gorgeous book in ways than one The story is beautifully told and the characters feel familiar like we've always known them This is the work of an established craftsman this feeling of familiarity an identification with the text The author has received high praise for this book and just as I finished reading it I saw that it had just won the Hindu Literary Prize as well The event was in Chennai where I now live but I chose to stay home and read the book itself which I think was the better choiceMost reviews of the book fail to point out that it is first and foremost a love story and there are some scenes that will break any reader's heart I loved this book and have read few others as moving I have stayed away from describing anything from the book because I cannot do the story justice with my descriptions You'll have to read it and have the words sweep you off your feetThe author taught me a bit of writing that week in Bangalore but reading this book showed me how much I still have to learnVery highly recommended Do not miss this book

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In a one bedroom hall kitchen in Mahim Bombay through the last decades of the twentieth century lived four love bat I've known her Since the days when I was pudgy child panting from the summertime games grabbing the large glass of cold crystalline water right off her benevolent hand I've known her through those ritualistic morning temple walks with my grandmother buying radishes from her garden When she birthed three lovely children gifting them with her naivety of grey irises I've known her But she doesn't know who I am not any Not even my mother at times who when heavily pregnant with me relied on this woman’s help The peaches and cream complexion mislaid among the heavily sunburnt dermal cells the hair haphazard in monochromatic shades demarcating the fading cheap black dye Every alternate hour of the day tucking her flimsy end of her sari in the folds of the wrinkled waist she immaculately stands at the corner of the street fervently gesturing the obstinate transparency of the muggy air Her incessant ramblings never cease to stop as she makes a detour to her house and then back again to the street corner shaking her head in dismay at the unsuccessful symphony of her hands and the invisibility of delusional opaueness She has her “good” days and “bad” days and then those daily louacious outings reprimanding an unknown entity with the bus horn honking behind her “Poor thing she’s gone mad””Tsk Tsk what a shame her brain is devoid of oxygen supply”” What can her family do? She’s a bit mental”The Indian Mental Health care system has three main terminologies in the layperson’s world “Alcoholic” “drug addict” and “madmental” The third one is dismissed as a mere infliction something that simply exists The bulimic anorexics are “mad” for not eating or puking bi polarity schizophrenia is just some “madness” post partum” the mother has gone “mad” The psychiatric ward at the JJ Hospital or the infamous Thane hospital is dreaded than submitting a blood sample for an HIV testing Disregarding the essential need to categorise the mental illness treatments majority of patients are shackled under a general psychiatric ward like cattle tied in overcrowding shed alongside alcoholics drug addicts for they are all “mad” The Indian Mental Health Care system is in shambles with inadeuate education imparted for the needy Mad is an everyday ordinary word It is compact It fits into songs As the old Hindi film song has it M A D mad mane paagal It can become a phrase – ‘Maddaw what?’ which began life as ‘Are you mad or what?’ It can be everything you choose it to be a mad whirl a mad idea a mad March day a mad heiress a mad mad mad mad world a mad passion a mad hatter a mad dog But it is different when you have a mad mother Then the word wakes up from time to time and blinks at you eyes of fire But only sometimes for we used the word casually ourselves children of a mad mother There is no automatic gift that arises out of such a circumstance If sensitivity or gentleness came with such a genetic load there would be no old people in mental homesUnlike the vile stench of the Mahim creek spewing endless annoying grimace I shall desist from the audacious display of my personal exasperation resisting the simmering urge to execute a meticulous anatomical bookish dissection Abiding the serenity of the humble candlestick lit at the altar every Wednesday Novena at St Michael Church and keeping my elitist biases at bay my apprehensions over Pinto’s prose coagulate within the blurry stream of textual insipidness Gratified as I am of Jerry Pinto for risking the unchartered waters of Indian Fiction dwelling on the neglected facets of mental health and suicide stemming in the narrow urban lanes of Indian diasporas humiliated by the medically privileged units and cementing the festering ignorance between the diversified therapeutic health care systems nonetheless somewhere among the crammed wordings of a lacklustre prose the uintessence of Imelda Em is misplaced pick pocketed from a substantial subject matter that could have been safeguarded by a well crafted assiduous manuscript The journey of Augustine from Old Goa to a burgeoning Bombay the vulnerability of a family in dealing with a system well suited for the moneyed fraudulent and mentally sound languidly jogs around hoping to find a decent outlet through the cups of Nescafe and a faint whiff of a beedi Love is never enough Madness is enough It is complete sufficient unto itself At times when I was young I wanted to be inside the dark tower so I could understand what it was like But I knew even then that I did not want to be a permanent resident of the tower I wanted to visit and even visiting meant nothing because you could always leave You're a tourist; she’s a residentAll is not lost yet Only if Pinto had found a better editor a smooth platform to run his thoughts and not jam packed like a horde of sardines parallel to one bedroom claustrophobic continuation this book would have been superior The incessant human lines at Breach Candy hospital needles piercing after numerous taps on swollen veins the phenyl reeking white floors of JJ Hospital the calming doses of Lithium Carbonate and the schizophrenic subsistence of Em behind the flaky walls of a small flat repudiate to be empowered like the gallant Marine Drive breeze through this half baked prose A bottle of Old Monk and garlic chicken dry however have a tale of their own So does the archaic Indian Penal Code and the nauseating attitude of Indians towards patients of cerebral maladies

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Em and The Big HoomUicide attempts and The Big Hoom the father trying to hold things together as best he could they tried to be a fami this book should be put in the list of 'Most Difficult Books to Read''There seemed to be nothing I could do no preventive medicine no mental health vitamins no mind exercises in the cool of the morning'The moment I picked up this book I never thought that this book would make such a huge impact I was sobbing uncontrollably towards the end It's relatable it's heartbreaking it's phenomenal It's real It's unbreakable It's deep and ugly and beautiful The main theme is mental health the plot involves a family with someone who has manic depressive episodes alongwith schizophrenia and how the remaining three family members the husband the son and the daughter deal with the situation The narrator is the son of the main character Em The Hoom is their father The title has little to do with the overall story or the characters Regarding the characters they are so real and happening I rate this book a full 5 stars because of the characters their realistic thoughts and actions as well as for revealing their human nature of showing frustrations and restraints because of family and for something that someone outside the family would never understand Everything about life is not rosy and sweet; mental health is something we will have to cope with even though it is something which is really difficult to understand or 'figure out' and getting it 'cured' or just saying 'just try to stay happy' or 'do not keep thinking about it'I appreciate this little book for the realistic approach in the character representation and the writing style I like how the story deals everything in a very realistic way when it comes to accepting the fact of having someone with mental health problems in the family regarding the treatment and the overall care of the person of feeling the void of missing the person even when the person is right there with them all of how others see the family with someone with mental health issues This book is so damn important to me It's so worth it