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Book Review: Bombay Rains Bombay Girls ( JustMyThoughts)

 Bombay rains, Bombay girls.

It’s a novel written by Anirban Bose, is a story that entails the experiences Adi, a boy of 18 from Ranchi when he first come to Bombay, leaving his home to study medicine. First time out of home and free for the experiences that awaits, it’s the story radiating youth and courage. It’s a very relatable to medical students and gives precise insights of the medical college life. There is the pressure and hard-work and sacrifice that medicine takes and on the other hand, there is the will to explore life, gathering experiences and peoples. One side, you want to leave everything and go for the field that you have chosen, on other-side is the teenage-mind that encourages to explore a little bit, feel a little bit more. 


I feel I was one of the lucky ones to read this on a rainy day ! 

There are other aspects mentions, like love, broken and found again! The best thing is, it doesn’t sound out of reality and is beautiful and simple, just like all of us.  And yet, its medicine. There is a Fight, a protest against wrongs and reality which is against the favour of residents to work. This is the biggest conflict which I felt was that.... should we leave our tasks, leaving patients on worst conditions and fight for the right conditions to be implemented. We definitely need a solution for this. Also,  there is the feeling of betrayal and later, the protagonist dealt with death and later, guilt of unable to save someone.  Its shocking to see the turns of events at the end.

 The book is   well written and, in my case, I felt it was worth giving a read. It’s kind of long but you know, the long you are with the book, the more you miss its presence when you are done with the story!

Thank you 
ANU.

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  1. Like the fact that you do wanna do what's right... And having the ability to know first, the difference between right and wrong, is what I feel we could be proud of...

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