Remember I told you about a book I started and taking it slow. Yeah, that was this book. The Girl on the Train, by Paula Hawkins. It kept coming up in my Amazon recommended reading list and the first thing that caught my attention was the cover. The feel that the image is also moving along with the train, I liked it. Have you sat on a Train and watched people outside of it ? I love doing that. I don’t travel by train often , especially in the day time. All my train travel in India are overnight journeys. That is why I was enthralled by the Tube in London and almost did 3-4 journeys a day when I was there. I really enjoyed it. Loved watching people inside the train and outside of it too. The way the place go past by you in less than a second, the various kind of landscapes, the various kinds of people. OK. that is too much digression from the main topic. Getting back to the book, I really thought of taking it slow. Almost 2 weeks passed by when I got to that 50% mark in Kindle. But then yesterday I fell of the wagon and went on to complete the book overnight. Sometimes it feels like addiction to me. I just can’t control myself.
So here I am after completing that second 50% book of the book overnight and sleepy at work writing this post. No spoilers here. I ain’t gonna give one. But here are my 2 cents. It was a very good psychological drama thriller. Even though I felt that Rachel’s views and struggle got a bit repetitive and sort of made me irritable at times, it is how her character is. That is how she is supposed to be. So I can discount that. I should have guessed it a little bit later, it did take me by surprise how the plot was built and didn’t give us a clue as to who is what. It revolves around three women and their viewpoints at different time. That was another problem with the book. The time when the events take place goes back and forth but then even without you remembering them you can still figure out the timelines. Rachel, Anna and Megan all three connected in more ways than one. How their lives get interconnected by Rachel’s favorite past time of watching Megan’s life through the train windows and what she sees one fine day in Megan’s terrace.I felt as if I could really feel what Rachel is feeling , her frustration, her need to forget, her need to remember, her need to resolve, her need to eff it all and fall back to her ways; everything. Written very well, I would say. It is very gripping. A little slow at the beginning, but after half way through, it just races like the train which just got a green signal. You should definitely try it, if you like psychological thrillers.
Here are some of my favorite quotes from the book:
- Life is not a paragraph, and death is no parenthesis.
- He never understood that it’s possible to miss what you’ve never had, to mourn for it.
- Hollowness: that I understand. I’m starting to believe that there isn’t anything you can do to fix it. That’s what I’ve taken from the therapy sessions: the holes in your life are permanent. You have to grow around them, like tree roots around concrete; you mould yourself through the gaps.
- Who’s to say that once I run, I’ll find that isn’t enough? Who’s to say I won’t end up feeling exactly the way I do right now— not safe, but stifled? Maybe I’ll want to run again, and again, and eventually I’ll end up back by those old tracks , because there’s nowhere left to go. Maybe. Maybe not. You have to take the risk, don’t you?
- There’s nothing so painful , so corrosive, as suspicion.
Here is another review of the book from a blog I follow. FYI: It does reveal a little bit more about the story than what you see in the blurbs.