Sunday, January 25, 2026

Book Review: THE PROBABLE SON



Title: The Probable Son

Author: Cindy Jiban

Publisher: Lake Union Publishing

Pages: 252

My GoodReads Rating: ⭐⭐⭐


Elsa Vargas, middle grade school math teacher, and her husband, Eugene ‘Ham’ Hamilton, have a baby boy in 2005. They are thrilled and grateful for the blessing, especially after the stillbirth of their first daughter, Inga, three years ago. While still in the hospital, Elsa realizes that the baby she is nursing is not the baby that was handed to her soon after she gave birth. She fears that her own baby is bonding with some other mother, whose own baby has been handed to her by mistake. But no one believes her.

In 2019, Elsa sees a boy, Thomas Humphrey, in her class, who not only shares his birthday with her own son, Bird, but is more like her, Ham and younger son, Garvey, than Bird could ever be. Is Thomas the son she has always believed was taken away from her? Can she afford to pursue the truth? How would it upend their lives?

 

The book was written from the 3rd person past tense PoV of Elsa, except for an occasional chapter from the PoV of the PTO chair Natalie Trowbridge and Thomas’s mother Katharine Humphrey.

 

WHAT I LIKED:

It was interesting to see how the truth was first teased out through the probability lesson in Math class.

The chapters about the loss of a child were written from a place of sensitivity and grief. The writing of the narrative sections was handled well. The scenes describing the birthing experience and the nursing and bonding with Bird when he was an infant and the truth of how Elsa makes her peace with her situation were written with heart. I could relate to these scenes.

I cringed with second-hand pain and embarrassment at the manner in which Elsa came to terms with her loss.  

I liked Bird and Thomas a lot.

One quote I liked:

There were always scars; even parents who didn’t inflict abuse couldn’t protect their children from moments of terror, tangles with shame, and the way wills got bent to those in power. A family … had a secret internal logic, that set the dials on its children, adjusting the amplitudes and magnitudes until they grew into something genes alone couldn’t explain.

 

WHAT I DIDN’T LIKE:

All the other characters. They weren’t written as sensitively and affectionately as Bird and Thomas. I found Elsa very annoying.

Elsa’s, and the author’s, explanation for why Thomas was Elsa’s long-lost son, given how closely his personality and habits matched those of Elsa herself, Ham and Garvey, was baseless. The fact that Bird likes unbuttered popcorn, while the others love theirs buttered; his love for the fantasy genre, which they hate; his optimism and easy-going nature, while the others are more pessimistic and outgoing, and his belief in God, which the others don’t share, seem to convince Elsa that he is not the child she gave birth to.

In this story, the cross-family similarities between Thomas and the Hamiltons and between Bird and the Humphreys are so intense, it’s as if Nature does everything while Nurture does nothing. I wanted to tell Elsa that wasn’t how genetics works, and that her simplistic explanation simply disregards the power of the nurturing and upbringing that a child receives.

The dialogues were very ordinary and banal.

The whole process by which Elsa proceeds to get the spit or saliva of Bird and Thomas, who is her ‘probable’ son, is disgusting, and I wanted to skip right ahead. This was one chapter that needed to be told in one line, not shown in so much detail. Even Bird thought that the whole spit collection thing was gross.

And just as it seemed that we had escaped the horror of spit and saliva, there was an extended chapter and more about something called ‘gleeking,’ something I’d never heard of before, and something I wish I’d never heard about.

 

WHAT DIDN’T WORK FOR ME:

The subplot about Boys of America (BOA) was so unnecessary. Subplots should be related in some way to the main plot for maximum effect. Here the connection between them was weak.

What was the nonsense about the invisible hamster? An 8th-grade student killed the hamster by mistake and his mother told Elsa not to reveal the truth to the other students. So she says it’s invisible, and what? And eighth-grade students believe her?

The affair between school principal Robert Schusterman and PTO member Natalie Trowbridge seemed forced.

Garvey referring to Jennifer, the friend of his mother, by name didn’t seem appropriate, given his age.

The constant similarities that Elsa pointed out between members of her own family and Thomas were annoying. As if real families have no differences at all.

Elsa pulls one of Bird’s corkscrew curls out to straight and we are told that it makes a “sproing” sound when she lets it go. Corkscrew curls, despite the word corkscrew signifying metal, are still hair. And hair does not make ‘sproing” sounds.

In one of the chapters, Elsa and Krista, her younger sister, go for a long walk around a lake. Over pages and pages in the book, they talk about many things, including Krista’s fitness levels, the state of her kitchen, the Mexican Talavera tiles she has installed in her kitchen, leading up to the Mexican ancestry of the Vargas family, and what the members of their extended family are doing, before this lengthy talk reaches the destination planned all along, namely, Elsa’s decision to check out the app, MyTree.

 

ALL SAID AND DONE: 

I would have liked this book more if it had been just about the family dynamics. The BOA took away from keeping me invested in the book, and the whole spit/saliva/gleeking nonsense was a huge turn-off.


(I read this book on NetGalley. Thank you to the author, the publisher and NetGalley.)




Saturday, January 17, 2026

Book Review: INDIAN CHRISTMAS



Title: Indian Christmas

Editors: Jerry Pinto and Madhulika Liddle

Publisher: Speaking Tiger

Pages: 234

My GoodReads Rating: ⭐⭐⭐1/2 


This book consisted of a series of essays on the subject of Christmas as it is celebrated in India. I would have loved to contribute to this collection. If there is another edition, I hope the editors reach out to me.

 

Unto All of Us a Child Is Born by Jerry Pinto: I could totally relate to this essay. Jerry spoke about the lack of snow in Bombay at Christmas and how we aspired to have snow because that is what we saw in Christmas cards and films. Older people talked about Jim Reeves; he was the cornerstone of secular Christmas music. Jerry also spoke about the crass commercialism that Christmas has been reduced to, and reminded us that Christ and his family were migrants, relating the fact to His teaching, Whatsoever you do to the least of my brothers, that you do unto Me.

Jerry highlighted the fact of Jesus’ Birth, and related it to the title, Unto All of Us a Child Is Born. That single word, All, makes us all party to the great miracle, and invites the least of us to partake in the message of joy, hope, peace and love.

This was by far my favourite among the essays. Jerry’s essay reminds us of the reason for the season, which often gets lost amid the commercialisation of Christmas. This was also the only essay that referenced what it means to be an Indian Christian.

 

Christmas in Many Flavors by Madhulika Liddle describes the diverse ways in which Christmas is celebrated in India, in terms of foods, sweets, snacks, songs and décor, as also the diversity of religious (as per the different denominations of Christianity) and secular celebrations. As she says, “We adopted the faith, but reserved for ourselves the right to decide how we’d celebrate its festivals.”

The Child by Rabindranath Tagore: This lyrical poem contains the last two sections of one of Tagore’s finest long poems, inspired by the life of Jesus Christ. The poem roots the Nativity amid the rhythms and struggles of Indian rural life.

In the Spirit by Salman Rushdie: As an atheist Muslim, neither Rushdie nor his family celebrated Christmas. But Christmas entered his life several times in other ways.

At Midnight the Shepherds Saw the Light (Author Unknown) was a poem translated from Hindi. We read the original Hindi and the English translation and, in both languages, the words ‘Aadhi raat’ and midnight, repeated several times, are soothing and affirming.

Cake ki Roti at Dua ka Ghar by Madhulika Liddle: Here the author tells the true story of her own surname and how it came to be. Dua ka ghar (house of prayer) was the name of the author’s family home, built by her grandfather. This recollection was warm and fuzzy. The author shares her childhood memories and reiterates a point I believe: that Christmas and Christianity are not Western constructs. They belong to Indian Christians as much as to any believer.

The Sunset Club by Khushwant Singh: This excerpt takes us into the lives of the Hindu Mr Sharma, the Sikh Boota and the Muslim Baigs. Later in the excerpt, Begum Baig points out that Christians make merry but don’t go to church to give thanks to their Maker. I enjoy reading Khushwant Singh, but the Christmas reference here was incidental.

A Merry Vindalee to You by Anupama Raju: The author gives us the story of Vindalee, the Keralite version of the Goan-Portuguese Vindaloo, and her mother’s recipe. A Christmas Wedding in Kottayam by Elizabeth Kuruvilla: The narrator and her husband, on a road trip on their Enfield from Delhi to Kerala, are now in Kottayam, her hometown, to attend their reception. Both these stories were fuelled by nostalgia, but they were more about food than about Christmas.

I’m Dreaming of a Goan Christmas by Vivek Menezes makes a reference not only to the sweets, but also to what Christmas means to Catholics and those of other faiths in Goa. I liked this essay.

Nothing Compares to the Joys of a Village by Mary Sushma Kindo (Translated from Hindi by Renuka Chatterjee) was a lovely eye-opener to how Christmas is celebrated in small villages in the Hindi heartland. They don’t have enough but manage to mark the day with joy.

My Memories of Christmas by Hansda Sowvendra Shekhar also talks about Christmas in her childhood, when she was fascinated by the festival, but from a non-Christian perspective. The Namesake by Jhumpa Lahiri: The excerpt shows a Bengali family in the US beginning a Christmas tradition.

In Search of an East Indian Christmas in Mumbai by Debbie Rosario describes the tradition of Christmas celebrations that she witnessed when she was young.

Did Your First Christmas Cake Come out of an Ammunition Box Too? By Easterine Kire was interesting. Santa Comes in a Rickshaw—Christmas in Bow Barracks by Nazes Afroz was too short and ended abruptly. I would have liked to read more. Christmas in the Moon Place by Veio Pou was a lovely depiction of life in a small Christian village in Manipur around Christmas.

Yuletides of Yore by Minoo Avari was a recounting of several Christmas memories, one of which was the 28th birthday celebration of her mother, which coincided with Christmas. 

In A Village Christmas by Damodar Mauzo (Translated from Konkani by Jerry Pinto), the author talks about the Hindu festival, Ganesh Chaturthi, and Christmas being his favourite festivals, and links these favourites to the strong secular fabric of his village.

How India’s Pluralistic Past Shows the Way Forward by Manimugdha S Sharma: Here the writer talks about festivals in general, and Christmas in particular, and mourns the fact that India’s pluralism is on the decline.

Armenia Christmas Food in Calcutta by Mohona Kanjilal is a detailed description of the title.

In Christmas Memories of a Family by Nivedita Mishra, the writer, born and raised in a multi-cultural multi-religious family, tells us that she is not very religious, but that she does have a strong faith in God and that her faith is rewarded one Christmas. This was another one of my favourite essays in this collection.

Last Christmas in Bandra by Aravind Adiga was a random unrelated recollection of a judge. Christmas was only incidental here.

Christmas Carols Punjabi Style (Translated from Punjabi by Nirupama Dutt: There is no mention of the writer’s name.

Made in India and All of That by Nilima Das is a charming account of the childhood of a woman of mixed parentage who received the best of both worlds.

A Christmas Prayer—Words and Music by Alfred J D’Souza; Arranged for choir by Leon D’Souza

Most of the essays were about the secular nature of Christmas and the celebrations, rather than any affirmations of faith. This collection can be read by anyone who misses the secular appeal of Christmas. 

I loved the beautiful cover of the Holy Family in Indian garb.


(I read this book on NetGalley. Thank you to the author, the publisher and NetGalley.)

Friday, January 16, 2026

Book Review: AN ANTHOLOGY OF RURAL STORIES BY WRITERS OF COLOR, 2025



Title: An Anthology of Rural Stories by Writers of Color, 2025

Editor: Deesha Philyaw

Publisher: Eastover Press

Pages: 280

My GoodReads Rating: ⭐⭐⭐1/2 


This is the 3rd edition of this collection of short stories. The guest editor, Deesha Phillyaw, has selected 16 out of a shortlist of 40 submissions. Most of the stories have been previously published in literary journals.

I appreciated the peek into the lives of other people and got a taste of how vast and expansive life in rural areas is, and how we, from our limited urban perspective, end up seeing rural life in ways that are reductive.

The Kitchen and Beantown show the sullying of childhood innocence by introducing them too early and very harshly to the reality of the world around them, and the wicked things that adults indulge in. Wild Hogs on the Backside of Yonder and There’s the Indian! are powerful attempts on the part of ordinary people to fight against negative influences.

 

1)     Uncle Tito – Noah Alvarez: Uncle Tito, sober for eight months after 26 years of hard drinking, has lost everything he owned and is now crashed out in the home of his sister, her boyfriend, and her young son, the unnamed basketball playing school kid who is the narrator of the story. On the day of a big playoff game, Uncle Tito bequeaths his Jesus piece necklace to his nephew for good luck. Something very good and something very bad happens on this day.

2)     The Kitchen – Victoria Ballesteros: The unnamed narrator, the youngest of nine siblings, lets us into her mother’s kitchen, which bursts with generosity despite the family’s poverty. Her father gets her a rabbit, who she loves with all her heart, until one day when it disappears.

This story is a coming-of-age experience for the child who learns so many things, a reminder of the helplessness of her mother who cares for the family but is not cared for in return, and the untrustworthiness and vile nature of her father and his three brothers. We get a glimpse of the life they live, with large families, hard work, especially on the part of the women, meagre comforts, if any, yet rooted in faith and belief.

3) The After-Brother, the Before-Brother, and the Now-Brother: The Very Small Telling of the Time-Triplets of Honey – Exodus Oktavia Brownlow: The story is set in Missouri in 1938 and is written in the first-person present tense PoV of the three named in the title.

This was the shortest story in this anthology, and referenced post-partum stress, and how the mother learns to be a mother.

4) Wild Hogs on the Backside of Yonder – CG Crawford: In a very small town in Alabama, old farmers are being forced out of their farms and lands by the predatory McGrangers. They are forced to sell acres and acres of land for a dollar an acre. Old man River lives alone. He has lost his beloved wife and daughter. Two of his kids have moved out and don’t call him. The McGrangers poison River’s dogs and leave the bodies of dead hogs in his field to harass him into leaving.

Previously published, this story ended too early. I would have liked to read about what happens next, even though the conclusion seems foregone.

5) Dollhouses – Monic Ductan: An elderly woman, who collects dollhouses, helps a little boy who had just been jumped by an older kid. She takes him home and gives him a sandwich, and he plays with a dollhouse that she has in her kitchen.

This story had potential, but it ended too soon.

6) Middling – LaTanya McQueen: Candace and Martin, married, no kids, are plodding along in their marriage, when Martin becomes increasingly enamoured and obsessed with the Civil War, particularly the Confederate side. He begins to spend their savings on books relating to the period, and weapons and even a Confederate uniform, choosing to live more and more in the pretend-world than in reality.

7) Beantown – Jennifer Morales: A 5yo girl, Elina, receives her very first lesson in prejudice, both the subtle and the blatant kind, through a very icky experience.

This story is written from the first-person PoV of a 5yo kindergarten student. It captures the child’s voice very effectively, through the bad grammar and misspelling, and the childish observations.

8) There’s the Indian! – Ruby Murray: Patrick Xhuda, proud Indian from the Xhuda tribe, is upset that his beloved Red Hawk town, built on Reservation land, is slowly being taken over by a white woman, Bonnie Campbell, whose grandparents cheated Patrick’s grandparents and stole their money. When she opens a hugely popular restaurant in town, he decides to eat at her restaurant, dressed in his traditional costume and head gear, just to make a statement. He cannot prevent her progress, but he can stand up and show up for his tribe.

9) En Plena Vista – Michael Pacheco: Special Agent Pete Varela is sent to a rural farm from where the DEA has tracked two homing devices. There Varela finds an old farmer couple, the O’Briens, who have been paid $1000 just to have two trailer trucks parked on their land. On opening the trucks, Varela finds a dead cow in each of them. Satisfied that there is nothing amiss or illegal, Varela closes the case, but then the trucks disappear.

This is a tale that the reader may find amusing, but not if they are related to law enforcement.

10) Beer & Butter Sauce – Tisha Marie Reichle-Aguilera: The unnamed teenage narrator, abandoned by her mother and having no idea who her father is, waits for her mother to show up while her grandparents who have raised her prepare a barbecue for her.

11) Houses Acting Like Cars – Sarp Sozdinler: A young 16yo girl, Blue, whose mother has died without revealing the identity of her father, gets a letter from Social Services, and sets out in search of her father.

I couldn’t quite figure out this one.

12) Ithaca Is Never Far – Sejal Shah: The unnamed narrator, an America-born child of Indian immigrants, is trying hard to find somebody like her to date. She finds a guy she likes but he is unwilling to consider the possibility of a relationship because Ithaca, where she lives, is very far.

The story captures well the condition of being suspended between two cultures, the dual nature of yearning for something, while wanting to be a part of something else. The story was beautiful, but the rural aspect was not quite evident. Perhaps Ithaca is a rural area; I am unfamiliar with American geography.

13) How to Survive a Black Hole – Dawn Tasaka Steffler: Twenty-two years ago, the unnamed narrator’s older brother killed himself. Now she is back in her childhood home to pack up the family’s belongings, and move her mother to a care facility closer to her own home, and lock up the house.

The black hole in this beautiful story is both literal and figurative.

14) The House Always Wins – Sara Streeter: Tess comes to Toano to meet Garrett, her white boyfriend of one year. Garrett has moved to the house of his childhood friend Bobby, whose parents, like Garrett’s own, have Confederate sympathies. The implied racism makes Tess, who is Asian, uncomfortable. At Bobby’s house, Tess feels increasingly uncomfortable with Bobby’s behaviour and his habits. He has a drinking problem, and no concept of boundaries.

This one was very good.

15) Field Methods – Lisa Wartenberg Velez: A young college student, Miriam, misses her dead father and resents the mother who is trying hard to take care of them both. She gets an internship at the forensic department to observe the effect of nature, natural predators and pathogens on dead bodies.

The writing was rich and earthy.

16) Princeton – Robert Yune: My access to this collection expired before I could start reading this story.


(I read this book on NetGalley. Thank you to the author, the publisher and NetGalley.)

Thursday, January 15, 2026

Book Review: THE DELIVERY



Title: The Delivery

Author: Gregg Hurwitz

Publisher: Thomas & Mercer

Pages: 154

My GoodReads Rating: ⭐⭐


Rebecca Higgins and her CXO husband Mark, parents to 7yo neurodivergent daughter Maddy, are struggling at home. Rebecca has just had a miscarriage, and she is exhausted by the demands of carrying for her daughter, the endless run of school, nurse and psychologist visits etc.

Mark has a toxic boss, Derek de Grasse, who refuses to understand his home situation and overworks him. While Mark is stretched thin at work, Rebecca is plagued by a creepy neighbour, Jackson. Soon more challenges hit. Maddy is bullied at school by Mean Girl Sydney and her clique, and Mark’s company’s stock is down, which might adversely affect his job and their lifestyle.

When Derek and his wife Alexa offer them a solution, an AI humanoid that will do everything they ask for and make life easy for them, while they stay in control, they cannot say no. They are excited about the possibilities that will open up for them. Maddy names the humanoid, Mr Man.

At first, life is perfect. Mr Man keeps house, does chores with precision, freeing time for Rebecca and making life smoother. But then trouble arises. What happens next?

 

WHAT I LIKED:

I opted to read this book because the premise had potential. It spoke of how humanity was increasingly relying on AI, and seeking to delegate and outsource tasks, and what that might spell for the future. Sadly the execution didn’t match the potential.

Written in the 3rd person, present tense, the narrative blends description with action and insight, making for an engaging style of prose. The chapters are short.

The novel brings out the pain of miscarriage, the challenges faced by neurodivergent children and their families, and calls out bullying in strong terms.

 

WHAT I DIDN’T:

The status quo went on for far too long. Things got marginally better only at the 57 percent mark.

I couldn’t understand Rebecca acting as if she and Maddy were having an apocalyptic experience, in the face of Mr Man’s actions.

A story works only if the author puts the characters through the wringer. There was none of that here. The Higgins family is never in any real danger, which makes the so-called threat impersonal. Nor do they ever face any threat from the authorities for the events that take place. In fact, there is zero investigation of these events.

The antagonist is very weak. I got no sense of menace or even antagonism from them. Whatever menace there is is more tell than show. The author doesn’t even attempt to create a sense of mystery. We know from the beginning who is responsible for whatever is going on.

For a while, the author tries to make the corporation appear evil, but that attempt fizzles out and Mark’s attempts to score over them are laughable.

‘Berserking through the neighborhood’ is faulty grammar.

There is no explanation for why, for instance, Mr Man went rogue, and if Derek’s humanoid is trouble free. Also, Derek, we are told, is very toxic, but again that’s more tell than show.

Ultimately, the Higgins family had one antagonist too many, between evil corporation, humanoid, pesky neighbour, bully girl, bully’s mother, toxic boss, and his wife. Yet none of these were villainous in the true sense.

 

WHAT DIDN’T WORK FOR ME:

The narration begins on the day that the AI humanoid is delivered, then swings back and forth at various points: 9 months before the delivery, the night of the delivery, 8 months before the delivery, 1 month after the delivery, 7 months before the delivery, and 2 months after the delivery. There seems to be no reason for the back and forth in the narrative and it adds no value to the story.

Despite knowing that their speech must leave no room for ambiguity, Mark and Rebecca continue to speak irresponsibly, and then act all melodramatic as if they have let a monster enter their lives. This seemed like lazy plotting.

Alexa is made to appear bad for no other reason than to make Rebecca look good. The suggestion made about her and the humanoid in her home is uncalled for.

At one point, Derek is very grievously injured. The author says that he is wrapped in cords and bandages and lines, and yet he manages to make a call to Mark, and even have a conversation with him in the hospital.

We are never told why Mark and Rebecca want to do everything by themselves. Do they have no family or friends? We aren’t told. Instead of paying $225,000 for a humanoid, they could have got a housekeeper for a fraction of the cost.

 

ALL SAID AND DONE:

If you’ve ever feared AI, this story might feed into those fears, but not in a very convincing way.

 


(I read this book on NetGalley. Thank you to the author, the publisher and NetGalley.)

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