loved it

Thanks Helen: I have just finished this gripping book. I have lain in bed, hours after my husband was asleep, just to get to the next part of the story. There was the odd Indian word I did not understand at first but it made no difference to my enjoyment of the book. It was sad to finish it. I look forward to reading more from the author.

Thanks to ‘Wee Bird’: I really enjoyed the way the author creates a family history and makes it so interesting and so riveting to read! It was a surprising ‘page turner’ which appealed to me because the characters were so well written and so absorbing, to such an extent that I became very curious about their lives, worries, traditions, hopes and fears. I learned so much about the ‘culture’ of the time too, but in such a way that it was seemingly an accidental part of the overall story. I really recommend this book!

Thanks to PR: A lovely book, based on fact, and a most enjoyable read. It describes the intertwining of the lives of the characters and the hardships they had to endure. It told me a lot about the history of India prior to Partition and gave much insight into arranged marriages and the love you had to close your eyes to. Where you did what was expected of you for the sake of the family, rather than being allowed to follow your own heart – which left me feeling quite sad. It also shows how sadly value-less a girl-child was.

A book to recommend. I applaud the author.

Finding Takri

Cover of 'Finding Takri'

My publisher asked, when we’d finished editing, if I was excited but that didn’t happen until my copies were delivered. I had two friends with me on the day the books arrived and we looked at them with genuine delight. I had made a list of everyone I wanted to gift a copy to, and those two friends left with sixteen copies (mainly for a book club). The next day my Befrienders group took twenty-four and this continued for the month of August 2013. It was a great month and I gifted one hundred and fifty-eight copies. The furthest places in the world that copies went, from Scotland, were Shillong near Assam, India, to the east and Reno, Nevada to the west. To the north, the Orkney Isles and to the south, Paris, France. Not bad in a short space of time.

So, what’s it about? Takri is the name of my maternal grandmother, Basant is my grandfather but the third hero of the story, Karam, is entirely fictional. There is a thread of truth running through the narrative but the novel is mainly a work of fiction.

The feedback has been very good and I feel an enormous sense of achievement in a task completed and well received. I feel blessed in having so many friends who had known that I was writing, showed interest in the work as it progressed and took the time to read Finding Takri.