Paromita Goswami’s book, “Grow up, Messy!”is about a precocious five year old, Misry.
Misry is a little moppet who captures your heart with her jest for life and falling into trouble.
The book is set not in the world of today’s kids but at a time when owning a television was a huge event; a time when it was safe for a five year old girl to roam around the village by herself. It brought back all the memories of a childhood spent decades ago.
However, though the book is meant for kids, there are parts especially where the parents talk to each other which are too grown up for a 5 or 6 year old kid to understand.
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Marie doesn’t believe in fairytales and needs no handsome prince to rescue her from misery – but everything changes when she falls in love with Crown Prince Christian of Taragonia. When his sister invites Marie to the palace, their lives collide and leave them both fighting their forbidden attraction.
Prince Christian has no place in his life for love or for a woman who doesn’t fit into the royal scheme of things. But vivacious Marie steals his heart and puts all he has lived for at stake. When the media gets wind of their affair, he has to make a difficult decision.
Will the unlikely couple have a chance at a happy ending?
This is the first time I am reviewing a book by Devika Fernando. I have always been intrigued by her books, especially the Royal Romance series.
I suppose at heart and we are all looking for our Prince Charming, even as we fight for equality.
Devika has created a perfect blend where this longing for the prince is matched with an equally strong independent streak in the heroine.
Devika has a very easy style of writing that makes it easy to slip into the story. Her characters are human rather than perfect. She has a knack for putting things in a way you would like to quote.
“A drawn out concert of colours, the sky flirting with the ocean until it was suffused in its glow.”
“It’s like there is this sword hanging over my head and nobody is willing to acknowledge it much less help me escape from it.”
“Maybe I fooled myself that if I’d do what nobody would expect from me, they’d stop being so sure that I’d do what they did expect from me.”
All in all, I enjoyed reading it, though the book could have been edited better.
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