Navtej Sarna

It’s the kind of book I like to read. It’s my cinema equivalent of coming of age. It is in fact a coming of age book; coming of age a little late. I kept wanting to listen to the protagonist. It felt personal without overburdening the book with clichés. The quick, but mercifully short, turn from hopeless sort of nihilism and cynicism to hope was jarring a bit. Out of place.