Kauveramma loved life. She was terrified of water. So why was her body found floating gruesomely, hair fanned out, limbs outspread, in the well of the family compound?
Her sons, daughter, grandchildren—some of them resident, others far-flung—assemble at her deathwith expressions ranging from composed or confused to those of outright maniacal grief.
Things don’t quite fit, and one of them demands an investigation into the mysterious drowning.
Enter a policeman, Inspector Valmiki Nagarajan, and a charming rogue, Hamid Pasha. The latter is an elderly Muslim and a reformed criminal who spouts ghazals, has exquisite manners, and it’s clear he’s the brains of the two. He and the policeman regard each other with reluctant admiration and gruff affection. They have been on opposite sides of the law and clashed in the past, and that has formed an unstated bond.
The duo interrogates each member of the family and staff in turn, unearthing secrets of their past, and calculating the degrees of their love, hatred or loyalty to Kauveramma—and each other.
As it happens, everyone had something to gain from Kauveramma’s banishment from their lives…
Sharath Komarraju’s “Banquet on the Dead” is a riveting, pleasant and translucently refrained conundrum of Kauveramma, who cherished verve, but scared stiff of stream and yet her cadaver afloat repugnantly, tresses buffed exposed, bough spread, with her esteemed ones assort from serene or bemused to those of out-and-out passionate anguish.
Kauveramma's kin affiliates are neither fine nor dire with all and sundry boasting their individual matter to covenant, and existence hasn't in reality been kind to each with everyone. They are egotistical yet compassionate, kind yet wishful, livid yet self-possessed, but of course some one did snap the confines and finished up assassinating the woman who was a protective stature to even the servants of the house.
Stuff don’t get fairly in shape with one of them insisting on an enquiry into the inexplicable sinking and so come in a constabulary superintendent Valmiki Nagarajan, and a charismatic mature transformed immoral scoundrel, Hamid Pasha who is inconspicuous, but own cut-throat jagged astuteness and jam his cool courteous susceptibility, devoid of counting one of the barefaced, immature, divulgingly compelling lead that is so universal in erstwhile manifestation.
Pasha and the police officer consider each other with loath approbation and crotchety fondness and express the enquiry while chasing leads. The pair grills every associate of the folks and force in twirl, finding covert of their precedent, and scheming the level of their adore, odium or fidelity to Kauveramma and all other and as it ensue, one and all had a touch to achieve from Kauveramma’s eviction from their verve.
The conspire seize a little instance to make up but the closing consequence is just amazing and splendid and stay the booklover creating speculation about the slayer. Before long you sense supposing and catching the perpetrator, all pains go futile as a brand fresh individual surface, with a totally out of the blue finale.
Pasha is not an arithmetic whiz kid impounded by the local law enforcement branch but a husbandry connoisseur that ensue to trip athwart a unsullied sin or a clairvoyant that interpret the psyche of upholstery to achieve shufti into the wits of assassin and a bloke that has got a standing for cracking felony and is an entwine on the grand officer that stay his quintessence devoid of over confusing it.
The job of the author is to fashion a tale that doesn’t appear in black and white and this is a touch he achieves glowingly all the way through the volume with a nonchalant background, assortment of kith and kin and consequently bundle of surreptitious encrusted surrounded by the crinkle of domestic tittle-tattle.
This minimalism is a potency in the narratives essential gibbet where the author administer to embrace intensity and shingle to amplify the exuberance of the account devoid of such maladroit campaign and its a laudable work to craft the woman, her three spawns, a descendant, and the total relations with such lucidity that you possibly will roughly envisage them to be budging in frontage of you and that’s the time you find actually engrossed in the tome.
The writer skill the obscurity fittingly and a reality that would reckon for zilch if it was not so glowingly elucidated by the chic temperament of Hamid Pasha and in concert with Nagrajan, the pair perform like bespoked for each other. The writer has made definite to congeal the connive as much as striving to offer the inkling with each folks version of the day and if not, and append to this Hamid's allure and blasé advance to all the evidence offered to him, one does get addicted to the reserve at once.
The writer shun a lot of the hand-outs and blueprint of loads of massacre inscrutability and has the ripeness to hold the facet of the genus that merit custody with his inscription being very elegant.
Overall, an immensely appealing paperback and an ought to interpret work of fiction for obscurity aficionados with a stylish stratagem and a gleaming conclusion. Sensing the order is pleasing and beyond doubt spellbinding.
Title: Banquet on the Dead ♦ Author: Sharath Komarraju ♦ Publisher: Westland ♦
EAN: 9789381626986 ♦ Binding: Paperback ♦ Pages: 276 ♦ Language: English