//THE SHADOW LINES//
Let me take you to the belief that The Shadow Lines by Amitav Ghosh isn't a book. The Shadow Lines are those narrow lanes, where you would get all sort of heritage walks, funs, laughs and activities in your childhood, where your mother never dreaded your venturing out with your friends, where local people stopped to see new houses and foreign visitors stopped to see old cramped little houses. The Shadow Lines is that sound of the milkman's canister which always brought you off the bed every morning, and that newspaper-man, where his skills of tossing newspapers up your terrace continued to fancy you. The Shadow Lines is that single public tap where you always cringed at the thought of getting stuck behind in an extremely slow-moving queue for the drinking water. The Shadow Lines is that corner of your house's roof where you were learning about everything often from your beloved cousins before joining the school, where your imaginations were cultivated through the gentilit
