Weight Loss

Terrifying! that is the only word that comes to mind when reading Upamanyu Chatterjee's (UC) Weight Loss.

It is filled with Sex, and in a grotesquely un-funny way which leaves your stomach spinning like on a ride lurching up the runway ready to descend with a rush to the bottom. The rush and the excitement do not come nor does a release come from the fetters of a very bad hashed up case of a paedophile writng his fantasy of the blatantly improbable sex-starved kid.

As he grows into his adulthood he starts experimenting with his sexuality, strangely he is not even sure what he wants. And the poor reader is left perplexed, where is this going, the debauched son moves through the bleak world looking at life as one big orgy.

English August may have been a revelation but Weight loss is a complete lost case and cause.

There is no sense of direction and one is left wondering what the writer thought when he portrayed this character. Augastya may have had his confusions and disillusionment, he did not and need not have given excuse for his exercising or jogging, or his more adventurous activities.

But Bhola moves beyond that, becoming almost immune to any questioning by anybody, his adventures slowly leave his old diary and become real, leaving one wondering how much leeway has the author taken to frame this world of fantasy.

The book is unsettling and leaves one freaking out at the thought of young men in odd shape of Bhola.

It is by far the worst book I have ever read.