The Halfways

The Halfways by Nilopar Uddin

Reviewed by Linda
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Many thanks to @hqstories for this copy!

The premise of this book definitely got me interested. In a multigenerational novel, with multiple character POVs, a British-Bangladeshi family uncovers a shocking secret after the patriarch's death and many revelations in between.

We meet two sisters Nasrin and Sabrina whose world is torn apart by the sudden death of their father, Shamsur. Both lead successful lives in New York and London, a far cry from the Brecon Beacons where they grew up with their parents running the only South Asian restaurant in the area.
The best parts of this novel were set in Wales around the family home and it was great to read about Sylheti culture too and some Sylheti words peppered throughout the novel. Following Shamsur's death, the mother's grief was palpable and her character was a complex and well-written one.

The author chooses to focus on the sisters' relationship with one another, their different motivations for leaving home highlighting their cultural identities and internal conflicts that they both have for being British, Bengali, Muslim, and brown.
As a result, I felt that some of these themes were overdone. One sister is married to a white man and is confused whilst the other sister goes to every extreme to dissociate with any heritage link, which became quite tiring and chaotic to read. On the whole, I found both sisters annoying and lacking in depth which made it hard for me to root for either of them.
It is true that no family is without its drama, but the ending in this book is something out of a Bollywood film that I didn't find necessary following the multiple heavy themes which the reader has already had to endure. To achieve maximum effect, I wished the author toned it down a little and spent time on a few key themes and events rather than everything all at once.

Ps. How stunning is this cover?😍

Linda Malek

I've always had the urge to set up a forum and voice my thoughts after each read, but never had the confidence to do so alone. 18 months ago, I got my fellow book-loving friends involved and formed The Candid Book Club! Aside from having an exponentially growing to-read pile and deteriorating shortsightedness, we've been lucky to have been invited to publisher events and have attended several talks with our favourite authors (Thank you and long may they continue!) To take a break from the pressures of PhD Chemistry, Jess and I exchanged books all the time and in my youth, I was that kid with the first editions of Harry Potter having already read Gulliver’s travels and some Charles Dickens. At work, my desk is a library and luckily for me I sit next to another bookworm Jack who entertains all the photo-taking. I'm suffering from a chronic case of wanderlust (age-related crisis) so books which are set as far away from home as possible tend to float my boat: Middle East, Israeli-Palestinian conflict, Asia...you name it. But if it's got anything to do with Egypt then I'm all over it. So you get the drift...I read all the time, everywhere (on the tube mostly), everyday, a book a week, and very quickly I'm onto the next! And then sometimes there is a book that stops me in my tracks, makes me want to swallow the pages whole, and have it next to me at all times, with some sentences staying with me forever: Shantaram by David Gregory Roberts, anything by Khaled Hosseini, The Shadow of the Wind by Carlos Ruiz Zafon, Stay With Me by Ayobami Adebayo (absolute gem of a woman), A Little Life by Hanya Yanagihara, A Fine Balance by Rohinton Mistry, The Good Immigrant edited by Nikesh Shuklaand and anything by Naguib Mahfouz.

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