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The Namesake Jhumpa Lahiri S Interpreter Of Maladies Established This Young Writer As One The Most Brilliant Of Her Generation Her Stories Are One Of The Very Few Debut Works And Only A Handful Of Collections To Have Won The Pulitzer Prize For Fiction Among The Many Other Awards And Honors It Received Were The New Yorker Debut Of The Year Award, The PEN Hemingway Award, And The Highest Critical Praise For Its Grace, Acuity, And Compassion In Detailing Lives Transported From India To AmericaIn The Namesake, Lahiri Enriches The Themes That Made Her Collection An International Bestseller The Immigrant Experience, The Clash Of Cultures, The Conflicts Of Assimilation, And, Most Poignantly, The Tangled Ties Between Generations Here Again Lahiri Displays Her Deft Touch For The Perfect Detail The Fleeting Moment, The Turn Of Phrase That Opens Whole Worlds Of Emotion The Namesake Takes The Ganguli Family From Their Tradition Bound Life In Calcutta Through Their Fraught Transformation Into Americans On The Heels Of Their Arranged Wedding, Ashoke And Ashima Ganguli Settle Together In Cambridge, Massachusetts An Engineer By Training, Ashoke Adapts Far Less Warily Than His Wife, Who Resists All Things American And Pines For Her Family When Their Son Is Born, The Task Of Naming Him Betrays The Vexed Results Of Bringing Old Ways To The New World Named For A Russian Writer By His Indian Parents In Memory Of A Catastrophe Years Before, Gogol Ganguli Knows Only That He Suffers The Burden Of His Heritage As Well As His Odd, Antic Name Lahiri Brings Great Empathy To Gogol As He Stumbles Along The First Generation Path, Strewn With Conflicting Loyalties, Comic Detours, And Wrenching Love Affairs With Penetrating Insight, She Reveals Not Only The Defining Power Of The Names And Expectations Bestowed Upon Us By Our Parents, But Also The Means By Which We Slowly, Sometimes Painfully, Come To Define Ourselves He hates that his name is both absurd and obscure, that it has nothing to do with who he is, that it is neither Indian nor American but of all things Russian He hates having to live with it, with a pet name turned good name, day after day, second after second At times his name, an entity shapeless and weightless, manages nevertheless to distress him physically, like the scratchy tag of a shirt he has been forced permanently to wear Although on the surface, it appears that Gogol Ganguli s torment in life is due to a name that he despises, a name that doesn t make any sense to him, the true struggle is one of identity and belonging Jhumpa Lahiri crafts a novel full of introspection and quiet emotion as she tells the story of the immigrant experience of one Bengali family, the Gangulis Following an arranged marriage, Ashoke and Ashima Ganguli move to America to begin a new life in Cambridge, Massachusetts While Ashoke has the distraction of a professional career, Ashima feels lost and adrift without family, friends, and the comfort of familiar surroundings In fact, Ashima will spend decades trying to make a life for herself, trying to fit into a culture that is so alien to the one she has left behind Upon the birth of her first child, Ashima feels so utterly alone without family by her side to support her and welcome this new babyAs she strokes and suckles and studies her son, she can t help but pity him She has never known of a person entering the world so alone, so deprivedThus begins Gogol s life and his pursuit towards understanding and establishing his own identity as a first generation American born to Indian immigrants Named after Russian writer Nikolai Gogol, our developing protagonist will scorn not only his name but also his parent s traditions, their quiet ways, their trips to Calcutta to visit family, and their adopted Bengali family in America those friends with similar immigrant experiences to their own Instead, he yearns to shed his namesake, one that holds special significance in his father s life for reasons that have yet to be revealed to Gogol himself I have to wonder if Gogol had earlier learned the extraordinary meaning of this name to his father s own personal experience, then perhaps Gogol s approach towards life would have been different But, in a sense this is a coming of age story for Gogol and perhaps the timing would not have mattered so much as his own maturing and growth We see Gogol and his sister Sonia embracing American ways eating Thanksgiving turkeys, preparing for Santa Claus, and coloring Easter eggs while Ashoke and Ashima continue to expose them to the Bengali customs and celebrations Once Gogol sets off for college, he attempts to leave behind much of his parent s influence as well as his name But in changing a name can a young man really erase his heritage and begin a life ignoring the expectations of his parents, the imprint of their culture Isn t this a part of him, just as much as are the American ways and customs Does he truly need to put aside one way of life in order to find complete happiness in another Through a series of relationships and life events, Gogol does transform over time, or so I believe, but not without his share of trials and heartache Jhumpa Lahiri has a gift for penetrating the psyche of each of her characters It seems there is always something a reader can relate to in each of them, in one way or another whether likeable or not Each character is flawed just as every human being is imperfect I don t think that one needs to understand the immigrant experience to connect with this book The Namesake is completely relatable to anyone that has ever strived to fit in, to find an identity, to accept those around us for what they are, not what we think they should beThings that should never have happened, that seemed out of place and wrong, these were what prevailed, what endured, in the end Look I admit it I read for escapist purposes Specifically, I read to experience a viewpoint that I would never have encountered otherwise I read to escape the boundaries of my own limited scope, to discover a new life by looking through lenses of all shades, shapes, weirds, wonders, everything humanity has been allotted to senses both defined and not, conveyed by the best of a single mortal s abilities within the span of a fragile stack printed with oh so water damageable ink I do not read to have my reality handed back to me on mundane terms than I myself could create on two hours of sleep and a monstrosity of a hangover.The good things about this book It s readable Very readable Very punctual use of commas, and paragraph indentations, and general story flow And by reading it from cover to cover, I have discovered a pet peeve of mine that I hadn t realized I had been liable to, but now fully acknowledge as part and parcel of my readerly sensibilities Fortunate for me, not so fortunate for the book.Show, not tell Perhaps you ve heard the phrase, over and over and over to a nauseatingly horrific extent without any additional information as to how exactly to go about accomplishing this mantra There s a multitude of reasons for following this niftily short doctrine, and one of them is fully encompassed by this novel here, with its unholy engorgement on lists.If a scene pops up, lists of the surroundings If an action is participated in, lists of all the objects involved, with as prolific a number of brand names as possible If a character is introduced, well, the only way to go about it is to list of their clothing, their rote physical attributes, their major, their job, their personal history as far as is encompassed by a r sum or Facebook page Minimal amounts of creative flights, barely a metaphor in sight, and as for deeply resonant emotional delving into the personas meandering the page, down to the very blood and bones of their recognizable humanity Nadda I wish I was joking when I said that, had Lahiri not been allowed to pad her story with all these long strings of descriptive sentences that were nothing than another entry in the same old, same old, you d be left with fifty pages If that The end result was a feeling of being able to read this story quickly, yes, but through a thick layer of cellophane that left in its wake singular feelings of why am I bothering and its good old pal, am I supposed to care There s another piece of terminology that writing classes love to throw around in addition to that previous standard, and that s voice If there was a voice in this novel, it was drowned by the endless streams of banal information attached to every inch of the plot s surface, leaving me with the slightly ill sense of watching the consumerism train wreck of typical American society without any reassurance that the author knew what they were doing Also, the almost constant adherence to stereotypes of Indians who immigrate to America as the engineering Ivy League repeat, along with every other gender familial socioeconomic stereotype known to humanity Considering the fact that one of my biggest reasons for reading as much as I do is to find a breakdown of these popular culture standards, I was rather disappointed Scratch that, I was very disappointed, enough to muse on whether this book, published all of nine years ago, had helped propagate those stereotypes in the first place Dark thoughts indeed.Finally, the literature title dropping I suppose I should ve expected it, what with the main character s name issues taking up the entirety of the novel s effort when it came to both theme and its own title, but by the end of it I was sick of seeing all those highflown phrases without a single scrip of fictional push on the author s part to live up to these influences Borrow a few methods of making your prose fly off the page in a churning maelstrom of creating your own beautiful song out of the best the written word has to offer Fine, dandy, go forth and prosper Shoving in The Man Without Qualities and Proust within the last few pages in some obtuse attempt to impress those who are in the know Hipster, and I mean that with a vengeance.So, simply put, if you re looking to recommend me South Asian literature, please oh please grant me a work along the lines of The God of Small Things Cultural intersection between self and others without relying on the obvious and the physical objects Check Characters that broke my heart over and over with their joy and their sorrow that I wish I could follow forever Check Voice Just You d have to read it It even has a literature reference, albeit in a way that pays full tribute to the work far beyond the facile typing of its signifying phrase and nothing.This Not so much. Jhumpa Lahiri s excellent mastery and command of language are amazing She writes so effortlessly and enchantingly, in such a captivating manner and yet so matter of factly that her writing completely enthralls me Just look at one of my favorite passages so simple and beautiful Try to remember it always, he said once Gogol had reached him, leading him slowly back across the breakwater, to where his mother and Sonia stood waiting Remember that you and I made this journey together to a place where there was nowhere left to go. No wonder it took me quite a few days after finishing this book to finally surface from under the charm of her language before I was able to figure out what exactly kept nagging me about The Namesake.You see, The Namesake flows so well that it almost easy to overlook the weak plot development and the unfortunate wasting of so much potential that this story could have had After finishing it, I had the pleasant warm fuzzy nostalgic feeling and yet almost immediately the narrative itself began to fade in my mind, and it became hard to remember what exactly happened over the three hundred pages.In a nutshell, this is a story about the immigrant experience Ashoke and Ashima are first generation immigrants to the US from India, and they do not have the easiest time adjusting to the peculiarities of their new home and its culture Gogol, the protagonist, is their son who is tasked with living the double life, so to speak fitting in with the culture of his parents as well as the culture of his family s new country Simultaneously experiencing two cultures is not always easy, and this is the main theme of this book And these were the bits of the story that I could relate to in a way, being a first generation immigrant myself For being a foreigner Ashima is beginning to realize, is a sort of lifelong pregnancy a perpetual wait, a constant burden, a continuous feeling out of sorts It is an ongoing responsibility, a parenthesis in what had once been an ordinary life, only to discover that previous life has vanished, replaced by something complicated and demanding Like pregnancy, being a foreigner, Ashima believes, is something that elicits the same curiosity of from strangers, the same combination of pity and respect. The Namesake is titled so because Gogol is named after a famous Russian writer Nikolai Gogol the reason I picked up this book, by the way Nikolai Gogol is a great writer Famous namesake or not, young Gogol dislikes his unusual moniker quite a bit. This is a set up for the conflict, which, unfortunately, I felt was quite underdeveloped You see, Lahiri takes a subtle approach without the need to hit the reader over the head with her message The story she tells is lifelike calm, subdued, without extra glamour added to it, without every set up resulting in a major conflict But I feel that this subtlety quite often crosses the line into the lull of dullness The story becomes almost like a diary with much everyday filler, many simple events, many instances of telling and not showing, and not enough payoff at least for me Apparently I love quick gratifications, and this book did not deliver those.I want to reiterate that my issues with this book were very easy even for me to initially disregard because of the beauty and near perfection of Lahiri writing style which makes up for many flaws But ultimately I felt unsatisfied with the story, and therefore I can only give it 3.5 stars That said, I already bought two other books by Lahiri and will definitely read them She seems to be a brilliant writer, and maybe will prove to be a better storyteller in her other works. Nice book on struggling with intercultural identities I stare and stare at that sentence I can t believe that is all I have to say about this novel After all, this is MY topic This is my life My profession My passion How do people fit into a dominant culture if their parents come from somewhere else Which customs do they pick from which environment, and how do they adapt to form a crosscultural identity that works for them How is their language affected by constant switching Where if at all do they feel at home Do they have benefits from living between two worlds, or is it a loss All those things are contained in this Pulitzer winning author s novel, and yetAll I can say is It s nice And when I taught language at an international school, I used to tell students struggling with synonyms to avoid repetitive use of common adjectives Nice is not a nice word Find something glorious Enjoyed reading about the Bengali culture, their traditions, envied their sense and closeness of family Ashima and Ashoke, an arranged marriage, moving to the USA where Ashoke is an engineer, trying to learn a different way of life, different language, so very difficult Ashima misses her family, and after giving birth to a son misses them even They name their son, Gogol, there is a reason for this name, a name he will come to disdain Eventually the family meets other Bengalis and they become family substitutes, celebrate important cultural milestones together.This novel gave me a new understanding of just how hard it is to assimilate into a new culture The first half of the book I remained emotionally unconnected to the characters, felt it was tell than show This changed after a family tragedy which afforded an opportunity for the characters to change as well Was impatient with Gogol and his failure to appreciate everything about his parents, his own culture but he grows within the story as does his mother So I ended up appreciating this book quite a bit as a cultural story and a family story Very glad I finally read it Auto correct hates these names by the way, had to go back and change them three times already. The Namesake, Jhumpa LahiriThe Namesake 2003 is the first novel by American author Jhumpa Lahiri It was originally a novel published in The New Yorker and was later expanded to a full length novel It explores many of the same emotional and cultural themes as her Pulitzer Prize winning short story collection Interpreter of Maladies Moving between events in Calcutta, Boston, and New York City, the novel examines the nuances involved with being caught between two conflicting cultures with highly distinct religious, social, and ideological differences The novel describes the struggles and hardships of a Bengali couple who immigrate to the United States to form a life outside of everything they are accustomed to 2014 1383 384 9644053737 21 1383 360 1384 1385 1393 1383 386 1384 1386 425 9789643415921 2004 I read this book on several plane journeys and while hanging around several airports I m putting the emphasis on several because it took me a long time to read it even though I was in a hurry to finish I was in a hurry, not because it was a page turner but because I really needed to get to the end.And although I read it in relatively few days I still read it very very slowly There are a lot of words in this book I love words I can read words quite happily for hours as long as they don t come encased in boring reports or long winded articles I d be very poor at reading detailed accounts of real life happenings for a court case or an insurance settlement, for example I imagine my eyelids would droop and my attention would wander I m sure that in such a situation, I d jump at any opportunity to do something else instead So it was wise on my part to read this book on a journey, given that I was obliged to remain in my seat and do nothing other than read It s well known that I can t do nothing, therefore I read this book to the end.You ll have gathered by now that I think of this book in terms of a report or a historical document, one in which the author felt duty bound to record every detail of the experiences of the people whose lives she had chosen to examine They may be fictional characters but they sound like real people, and their stories sound like an accumulation of real data All those trips to Calcutta it seemed as if the reader gets a report of each and every one.In literary fiction as opposed to report writing, it s reasonable to expect that an author will have picked through the mass of facts they ve accumulated, retaining only the best and then further selecting and polishing those best bits in such a way that the reader will admire and retain them in turn On one or two occasions, Jhumpa Lahiri manages to extract an interesting gem from her accumulations as when a bride to be tentatively places her foot in one of the shoes her future husband has left outside the door of the room where she is about to meet him for the first time We are with the girl in that pause before she turns the handle on her new life We see her try it for size That scene was short and perfect Contrast it with this description of a character who enters the story for three pages and is never heard from again Donald I can t even remember why he appears in the story now is tall, wearing flip flops and a paprika colored shirt whose sleeves are rolled up to just above the elbows He is handsome, with patrician features and swept back, slightly greasy, light brown hair. What was the significance of the shirt colour, I wondered Or him being tall, or his hair being greasy The book is full of metaphors that appear meaningful at first glance but then you say, wait a minute, what does that really mean As, for example, when the main character and his father walk to the very end of a breakwater, and the father saysRemember that you and I made this journey, that we went together to a place where there was nowhere else to go There had been a long lead up to this line which ends a chapter I wondered if I d missed something significant that would have made the finish line amaze and impress me But I couldn t bear to wade through the chapter again to find out.The main premise of the book is in fact based on a metaphor a mistake in the choosing of the principal character s name comes to represent the identity problems which confront children born between cultures In this case, the American requirement for a baby to be officially named before leaving hospital clashes with the Bengali practice of allowing the baby to remain unnamed until the matriarch of the family has decided on a name Soon after his very detailed birth near the beginning of the book, the main character is temporarily named Gogol by his parents because the letter containing the name chosen for him by his Bengali great grandmother hasn t yet arrived in Boston The father picks the name Gogol because he owes his life to the fact that he was sitting close to a window reading Gogol s The Overcoat when a train he was traveling on crashed Since the letter never arrives, Gogol becomes the main character s official name and his love hate relationship with it eventually comes to define his life The name issue is interesting but it s a bit of a stretch on the author s part to make it the central framework for the entire saga I tried hard to relate the story of The Overcoat to the main character s life too, in an effort to understand everything better, but apart from wondering if his yearning for an ideal name could be compared to Akaki s yearning for the perfect overcoat, I was lost This is a good moment to mention the utter seriousness of Lahiri s writing Considering the connections she painstakingly makes with Nikolai Gogol, the lack of humour in her writing stands out in complete contrast to the Russian author who not only knows how to extract the essence of a situation and present it in short form, but also how to do it with underlying humour I don t dismiss this book about the problems of assimilation and dual identity without asking myself if the relationship Lahiri seems to have with minutiae reveals something important in her writing As the daughter of Bengali emigrants, I understand that she may feel a responsibility to write down the stories of people like her parents, people who arrived in the US as young emigrants and struggled to retain their own culture while trying to assimilate the new one People who, once a spouse dies, must move between their relatives, resident everywhere and nowhere That theme echoes two other books I read recently about exiles, Us Them and Exit West, both of which led me to read The Namesake I wanted to see how Lahiri dealt with similar issues But while there are parallels between the three books, UsThem and Exit West are beautifully pared back the extraneous details have all been removed and we re left, especially in the case of UsThem , with exquisite literary cameos that are far memorable than Lahiri s lengthy if historically accurate scenarios I feel that Lahiri may have some awareness of her tendency to include too much information She offers a kind of run through of the themes in the last few pages as if her book had been a textbook and we students needed to have the central arguments summed up for us But alongside that awareness, I wanted Lahiri to impose some writing constraints on herself I wanted her to consider how she would write if she had only a very limited vocabulary and the simplest of grammar structures at her disposal.But she did exactly that, I hear you shout, she went to live in Italy for two years and forced herself to read and write only in Italian Coincidentally, I have the book that resulted from that journey though it had lain unread since I bought it some months ago So I searched my book piles and found In Other Words and began to read it It s a parallel text her original Italian text plus a translator s English version Lahiri says at the beginning that she purposely avoided translating it herself because she feared she would alter it in the process, making it elaborate.and longer She has a lot of interesting things to say about her own writing By writing in Italian I think I am escaping both my failures with regard to English and my success Italian offered me a very different path As a writer I can demolish myself, I can reconstruct myself I am in Italian, a tougher, freer writer, who, taking root again, grows in a different way My writing in Italian is a type of unsalted bread It works, but the usual flavor is missing On the other hand, I think that it does have a style, or at least a character The language seems like a waterfall I don t need every dropAnd most interesting of all in the context of this rather long winded review, she says I continue, as a writer, to seek the truth, but I don t give the same weight to factual truth In 2000, Jhumpa Lahiri won the Pulitzer Prize for her story collection Interpreter of Maladies, becoming the first Indian to win the award In the last story, an engineering graduate student arrives in Cambridge from Calcutta, starting a life in a new country This story is the basis for The Namesake, Lahiri s first full length novel where she weaves together elements from her own life to paint a picture of the Indian immigrant experience in the United States Ashoke and Ashmina Ganguli, recently wed in an arranged marriage, have immigrated to Boston from Calcutta so that Ashoke can pursue a PhD in engineering A world away from their Bengali family and friends and in the days before the Internet, their only means of communication was aero grams Ashmina is immediately homesick for India so she founds a network of Bengalis up and down the east coast, preserving traditions and creating a pseudo family in her new country With her husband learning and teaching, these friends are a reminder of home for her, and, as a result, she never fully assimilates into American society Within the first year of the Gangulis arrival, Ashmina becomes pregnant with the couple s first child Adhering to Bengali tradition, Ashmina s grandmother is supposed to name the baby, but her letter never arrives Ashoke contemplates and comes up with the only name he can think of Gogol, after the Russian writer, whose volume of short stories saved his life during a fatal train derailment in India Both Ashoke and Ashmina desire that Gogol have a Bengali life in America despite being one of few Indian families in their area Gogol and his younger sister Sonali grow up fully assimilated as Americans They barely speak Bengali and only once in awhile crave Indian food Both choose career paths that are not traditionally Indian so that they have little contact with the Bengali culture that their parents fought so hard to preserve Lahiri even creates a character based on her own immigrant experiences who desires an identity different than Bengali or American and seeks a doctorate in French literature Based in Brooklyn and Paris, this woman resembles Lahiri as she learned to speak Italian and lived in Rome for a number of years Lahiri and her character sought to remake themselves in order to distance themselves from the Bengali culture that their parents forced upon them as children As in Interpreter of Maladies, Jhumpa Lahiri paints a rich picture of the Indian immigrant experience in the United States Using short sentences with rich prose, the story moves quickly as we follow the Ganguli family for thirty five years of their lives Being an immigrant turns into a unique experience for each character, yet the story centers around Gogol as he moves from Indian American child to American Indian adult With a novel rich in subplots and provocative issues of the day, Jhumpa Lahiri is quickly becoming a leading voice in literary fiction and a favorite author of mine I look forward to the other rich novels that Lahiri has in store, and rate The Namesake 4.5 bright stars. Book subtitle I will write down everything I know about a certain family of Bengali immigrants in the United States by Jhumpa Lahiri.Immigrant anguish the toll it takes in settling in an alien country after having bidden adieu to one s home, family, and culture is what this prize winning novel is supposed to explore, but it s no than a superficial complaint about a few signature and done to death South Asian issues relating to marriage and paternal expectations a clich d immigrant story, I m afraid to say.Gogol s life, and that of every person related to him in any way, from the day of his birth to his divorce at 30, is documented in a long monotone, like a camera trained on a still scene, without zooming in and out, recording every movement the lens catches, accidentally A final picture emerges in which nothing in particular stands out and twists that could have been explored deeply, on a philosophical and humanistic level, such as Gogol s disillusionment with his dual identity or the aftermath of Gogol s father Ashoke s death are touched upon perfunctorily or rushed through Some cultural comparisons are made as though to validate the enlightened United States at the cost of backward India This is a familiar line in immigrant success stories to justify their decision to migrate to the West by heaping scorn on the country or culture of their origin.But even that s not done intelligently E.g Maxine s mother wears swimsuit on the lakeside Gogol thinks his mother would never do that Maxine s parents don t bother when Gogol moves into their house and have sex with Maxine Gogol s parents would have been horrified It is almost in these words the comparisons are made Well, of course We get it.However, on the bright side, I liked the trope of public vs private names Nikhil aka Gogol and how Lahiri relates this private, accidental double naming to the protagonist s larger identity crisis as an American of Indian background But this is also wasted and in the end you are left with a lot of impatience welling up inside you February 2015

About the Author: Jhumpa Lahiri

Nilanjana Sudeshna Jhumpa Lahiri was born in London and brought up in South Kingstown, Rhode Island Brought up in America by a mother who wanted to raise her children to be Indian, she learned about her Bengali heritage from an early age Lahiri graduated from South Kingstown High School and later received her B.A in English literature from Barnard College in 1989 She then received multiple d

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