ACHING HEARTS - A WOMAN’S STORY BY PRASANNA RAGHAVAN

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The profile of a beautiful young woman against a background of blue and orange, almost akin to the changing colours of the sky – this is the cover image of Prasanna Raghavan’s book titled ‘Aching Hearts – a Woman’s Story’. With just four simple chapters, the book traverses the lives of two women and two men. The book is short, twenty-four pages and four chapters, but it tells a story that is truly relatable.

Malu, the protagonist, is a young girl who lives with her parents and her brother. She forays into Facebook where she sees the link of a gruesome car accident which unsettles her. The story revolves around the dynamics of a dysfunctional family, where the men rule the roost and deprive the womenfolk of all privileges and freedom.

The relationship between Malu and her mother is also rocky. All the latter wants is to get her daughter married. The mother is like “a caged bird fearing an approaching danger” and she is terrified of her husband, a teacher with no compassion towards his family.

A mishap causes the father to be hospitalised, driving a wedge between the women and the son of the house. The only bright spark in Malu’s life is the presence of the gorgeous Rupesh. Her mother’s description of her dream revolving around a car accident akin to the link Malu saw on Facebook is almost like a premonition.

How does Malu handle a difficult situation at home? Is marriage on the cards? Can Malu and her mother free themselves from the shackles of the past? The story ends with certain firm decisions being taken, making this a tale of hope and redemption.

Prasanna Raghavan’s protagonist, Malu, lives the kind of life millions of women live in the world today. The reader is left with the sense that women across the world go through much in life, and it takes a truly brave woman to emerge from her fetters like a phoenix.

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  1. Prasanna Raghavan6/26/2022 09:14:00 PM

    Thank you, Deepthi, for that lovely review for "Aching Hearts." In this world, women and girls are always on the losers' side. The only consolation for them is stand up and get counted-show the brevity to make the upturns firmly and steadfastly. This is the message I want to give to the readers, and you have nudged them with that. Lots and lots of appreciations. :)

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    1. deepti menon6/27/2022 05:34:00 PM

      Thank you for the appreciation, Prasanna! I am happy that I could take forward the message that you had projected in your story. I enjoyed reading it. Kudos!

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