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Book Review: The Secret Wishlist (JustMy Thoughts)

 The Secret Wishlist

                  - Preeti Shenoy

   The Secret Wishlist is the story of a Woman, Diksha about how her life turned out so bad and how she rose above all the obstacle that lay ahead of her.

 Throughout the course of  novel there is a shift between the story in the present setting and the past , until her past becomes her present. Diksha , unhappy with the monotony in life , goes on to make a wish list, noting now every thing she would love to do, but she is sure enough that it wont come true even in her wildest dreams, given her present circumstances. she laughs the  idea off initially but the  urge to leave the way of the life she is currently leading makes her begin with the journey.

The story comprises if love, hate, fun and at times , will leave you in awe! there are fights and friendships and a stifled life.

                                       

                                        (FROM GOOGLE IMAGES)


Getting on with the character,

Diksha is a house wife  and like all other housewife, her life revolves around her husband, Sandeep and her son, Abhay. She would love to go out of home but how long can she stay there with the thoughts of handling house-hold on her head! She wants to meet her cousin Vibha, and her school friends but feels  like she would need Sandeep's permission before doing that. She carries the guilt of something she did at 16 and knows how unhappy her family is with her and hence, intending to do anything to make things alright, gives in to everything her mother, fathers, Rohan (her brother) and now Sandeep says. She is subservient for everyone till Ankit's arrival! Ankit is who  makes her live the  she always wanted too. (You may realize this in the prologue itself). At times, i thought she is a meek person .

Sandeep , a hard working professional wo cares nothing other than his professional. He makes Diksha feel life she is trapped and expects her to be nothing  more than  A Good Wife who keeps the house maintained and serves meals at time. He is insensitive to her feelings an cannot support Abhay in the projects he does.

Ankit, Diksha's high-school crush and the huge contributor to change the course of the story. Let's keep this character secret as things wont be fun if I reveal everything!

Other characters include Gaurav, her salsa trainer; Tanu, her school friend and Vibha, her cousin.

The story is a good one to read. the language is easy yet intriguing.  Grab on if you thing this ones is for you.

I didn't understand one thing in the story, Why did Vibha decided to lose contact with Diksha at the end?


I would conclude by saying--

She Broke Through the cage,

And promised herself, never again!


THANK YOU

ANU.

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  1. SThankiFebruary 5, 2022 at 5:25 AM

    You talk about the main character and then me as a reader is left searching for appearances of Ankit... Sounds like an exciting read...🧐👀

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