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Book review: Before The Coffee Gets Cold ( JustMyThoughts)

 Before the Coffee Gets Cold

             - By Toshikazu Kawaguchi

There are a few decisions and actions, we all feel, we could have taken differently. We all, at some point of time in our lives , wish we could have taken the other road. The same human vulnerability have been the basis of the Novel, Before the Coffee gets cold. It is authored by  Toshikazu Kawaguchi and was published in 2015.( I should have read it a few years ago. I wish I could change this action of mine.)

The novel is divided in 4 parts, where each part consist of the experience  1 subject had ,while time traveling. Each experience has a different relationship to be encountered and mended and, it feels really delightful to go through the experience shared by the character , and there is always a difference in what the person had in heart before the travel and after the travel. That's what the author has mentioned as The Change  Of Heart.  No matter the situations can't be changed, the changed and a better approach can definately change the way we Precieve things .

( taken from Google images).


Coming back to the novel itself, it is a really catchy read, tapping serious issues while maintaining a lightness in the way it has been written. That's a remarkable way to get to the root of the issues and maintaining the enthusiasm to go on with a smile! There have been mistakes by the characters ( which we can find relatable to ourselves) , be it in a role of lover, sisterhood, a better half or a parent yet the only thing different in the book and the really life would have been a chance,  to live the moment again  and giving what it takes to make the future happier ( even if the fact that the present we have is not going to change).

The work has been translated from Japanese and therfore, is a smooth read which won't leave you unhooked for slightest of the minute. Being simple and interesting at the same time, it's a real gift for the readers.  

The plot of the novel is based in a Cafe, whose main reason of having customers is the fact that the cafe can offer time-travel. This previlage has been conditioned with a Strong set of rules to be followed.   Being an older architecture, it has lessened costumers, but the experience by each one, and the story each one will offer, is really worth going through.

Have a great read  through this one.
🙋‍♀️🙋‍♀️

Thank you.
ANU

Comments

  1. Time travel along with the cafe definitely intrigues me to read this one.

    And about the decisions we made in the past, which at times we do feel should've been different, can feel that. But am sure, eventually the dots do connect whenever we look back.😁 ✨

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