Out of the many bookstores in Kathmandu and Lalitpur that I visit frequently, I find the one at Patandhoka, Lalitpur, called ‘Patan Book Shop’ to be the most useful and interesting. It’s a small space but the collection it has is simply amazing. There are shelves upon shelves filled with books as well as books piled high on stools, benches, and tables. It’s a little out of the way and I struggle with parking in the area so I don’t visit it as often as I would like to but whenever I can’t find a book or I want to discover some new titles or authors, I make it a point to go there.

I think I can easily spend a few hours at this bookstore. If you go there, just don’t browse through their new releases section. Take your time to go through the shelves. You will definitely come across some treasures. I found ‘A Mirror Made of Rain’ by Naheed Phiroze Patel here. I hadn’t heard about the author or the title and the cover art and the blurb both caught my attention. The fact that the book was dedicated to the author’s father, Phiroze, who, she says, would always find a kind word for anybody who needed one made me unable to put it down. I feel first novels and those dedicated to parents hold a lot of promise as there’s a lot at stake there.

The story is about Noomi Wadia, a young woman with a fraught relationship with her mother. Her father, Jeh, is supportive and she’s close to him but her mother has mental health issues and is also battling alcoholism. Noomi spends most of her childhood and teenage years fearing her mother and, along with Jeh, trying to get Asha to stop drinking. It takes a lot of her energy and time. But alcoholism is a tricky and difficult situation. No one and nothing can force an alcoholic to stop drinking. It puts a lot of strain on a family. Eventually, Noomi finds herself unable to cope and leaves home.

Years later, she’s all set to get married to Veer, someone she met at a pub and felt an instant connection with. But Noomi has inherited her mother’s self-destructive behaviors. She’s unable to cope in high pressure situations without a drink to calm her nerves. She, like everyone who enjoys alcohol a little too much, thinks she has it under control. But she carries miniature vodka bottles in her handbag and can never stop at one or two drinks at parties. Soon, she realizes she must control her impulses or risk everything she loves.

While I was reading A Mirror Made of Rain, I was unable to think of much else. The story and Noomi, Jeh, and Asha were on my mind all the time. It’s a dark and disturbing novel about what addiction can do to a family and how every person has his/her way of dealing with the trauma. The author has fleshed out the characters really well and you can see what drives them to do the things they do and empathize with them. Even the relatives and friends, who make occasional appearances, are apt depictions of our overly curious to the point of intrusive society.

All in all, A Mirror Made of Rain is a brave and unflinching story that deserved to be told. It’s a reminder of the fact that the most potent sorrows and sufferings are often generational and that children who see too much of it early on carry battle wounds of sorts for the rest of their lives, and that their perception of love is perhaps forever skewed. A word of caution though: Peppered with Hindi words and phrases, reading this book can sometimes be a bit jarring, especially if you aren’t familiar with the culture and its slangs but it’s just a minor hiccup. 

A Mirror Made of Rain

Naheed Phiroze Patel

Published: 2021

Publisher: Fourth Estate

Pages: 285, Paperback