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Book Review-- The Woman Who Saw The Future

Want to read a good thriller? This is the book for you! 

About the Author and the Book

Amit Sharma, like any other IT professional (including me), calls himself an IT salve and I agree to it. But as an author he is wonderful. I’m so glad that right after Demons in my mind, I picked this book ‘The Woman who saw the future’.

So, what is the book about? As the title says, it is about a lady who could see the future and uses her power to prevent many of the mishaps.



The plot (without revealing too much)

It is the story of Sapna who could see future, specifically major disasters in her dreams. The author tells the story in the words of not just one narrator, but in the words of all the people associated with Sapna, her parents, her friends, her colleagues. This book is an interesting read as one does feel and realise that seeing future is not always a boon. It starts with the news of Sapna’s death and how her family gets effected.
The author has given a wonderful description of the impact the dreams have on Sapna, how the realization dawns on her that it actually the future she sees. Her desperation to help people gets her a TV show. The author seamlessly takes you through her transformation from a sweet natured lady to a desperate and manipulative one. 

Author’s touch and reader’s connect

I would like to congratulate the author, for he in his second novel itself is able to keep the reader hooked. Right from describing the simple Dilshad garden life to the every day struggles of a middle-class family; from describing the major disasters to the after effects everything is relatable. The best part, he has worked a lot on keeping each of the narrator’s attitude different. For instance, pages from Sapna’s mother are different from the way her describes.

As a reader I was able to connect with the various people and their lives. I lived with the family and felt their joy and happiness; I lived with Sapna and felt her pain and her hatred. I hated her at times as a reader, but then I went with her. This is definitely a success for the author.

As I reached the end of book, I was reminded of the quote
‘As long as greed is stronger than compassion, there will always be suffering’
                                                                                                           --Rusty Eric

Verdict

4/5  -- Grab this book. I do look forward to read more from this author.






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