I knew most
of the story in Summer Love before I picked it up. When a book has been paraded
through social media as much as this one has, you can only avoid it for so
long. A friend of mine (who also happens to be a heavy smoker with a troubled
love-life) recommended it to me so I started reading with a feeling that
perhaps it wouldn’t impress me as much as it did him.
The story in
Summer Love is nothing new- boy, girl, love. The boy, Atit Sharma, and the
girl, Saya Shakya, are both enrolled in the same Masters degree course, where
they meet, talk and fall in love with nothing to report. Atit, one day,
confesses his love to her when they are on the way back from college. Saya says
she will think about it. She says she will consider whether or not to
reciprocate this man’s love for her(!) There are various factors at play here-
Saya is an overachiever, comes from a very well-off but conservative Newar
family and has reservations about whether he is the right man for her; we can
understand her hesitancy. She does redeem herself in the evening, somewhat,
when she decides that he shouldn’t have to spend an entire night in agony
contemplating her response. She calls him and says “yes”, as expected. (Ignore
Atit’s obvious joy for a while and notice, reader, how ‘yes’ is not a sensible
response to ‘I love you.’ )
The story
winds slowly. Times are good, they fall deeper into the bottomless pit of love.
Both of them are presented as ordinary people hopelessly in love. Atit is a
chainsmoker and your usual overthinker, who sometimes is awed by the fact that
such a smart, young woman such as Saya should love him back. And she is that.
She is smart, excels in academics and knows how to have fun. We see them
shuffle through the country, go through the usual motions of being in love
(which might be considered cute) and read about them making love with some
discomfort- on our part, not because sex is still something not openly talked
about in our part of the world, but because these sequences could have been
written much better. The writer is at fault here and not our culture.
Once you get
to the middle of the book, it is a love you want to last. Alas, circumstances
aren’t that kind. A story that starts in Balkhu ends, drenched in sorrow, in
Norway. (Or does it? The book has a sequel too.) From what I could gather from
the book, Norway is cold and people there travel on trains a lot.
There are
many other subjects touched upon, with some skill, besides young love- utter
disregard of family, depression, unanswered questions, questionable decisions
and friendship, to name a few. The supporting cast also does its job very well.
But there is still room for improvement. Summer Love has a laboured start.
There are times when you almost want them to fall in love already and get on
with it, for the story’s sake. There are times when the imagery fails to
translate and just falls flat. There is some clunky prose – Saya le banayeko
note hola ni, upalabdha garaa na yar. I cringed. The writer also provides us
with details that could, or probably should, have been spared- Godrej ko
daraaj, Philips ko monitor etc. But the narrative, overall, has a nice flow to
it, even taking into account the sub-par beginning. In Richa Bhattarai’s
review, there were allegations of misogyny levelled at the book. It is a shame
that they are not unjustifiable. The book is littered with instances of
not-so-subtle misogyny, and they are hard to overlook.
All in all,
Summer Love is an endearing tale. You sympathize with Atit and question Saya’s
choices, even though a certain part of you feels she must’ve had her reasons.
It is a story of fleeting love between young people who, perhaps, seek more
than they could ever hope to achieve. Anyone who reads it will do well not to
have some emotional investment in the characters and their eventual fate. There
is also a particularly heartbreaking letter/monologue that strips bare the
psyche of a tormented lover and showcases the writer’s skill. Subin Bhattarai
has done a commendable job. This book does not break new grounds in terms of
content or storytelling, but it stays in your heart and you will think about it
afterwards. In an age of bland and predictable love-stories, Summer Love shines
and it is apparent why it has impressed the youth.

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