On November 1, 1984, a day after the assassination of Indian Prime Minister Indira Gandhi, a nineteen-year-old student travels back from a class trip with his mentor and chemistry teacher, Professor Singh. As the group disembarks at Delhi station a mob surrounds the professor, throwing a tire over him, dousing him in gasoline, and setting him alight. Years later the student, Raj, is compelled to find his professor's widow, the beautiful Nelly. As the two walk through the misty mountains of Shimla, Nelly comes up against a nation in denial and Raj faces the truth about his father's role in the Sikh massacre - and they both find the path leads back to the train station. Jaspreet Singh crafts an affecting and important story of a largely untouched moment in Indian memory.
This is an awful book. It has no plot. it rambles on, and occasionally makes no sense at all.
The reader is pretty good, though.
The author is an ex-Sikh, who dislikes Sikhs and hates Hindus. So it doesn't even teach about the Indian people. I do not recommend this book to anyone.