Friday, March 4, 2016

Book Review- Wet Silence

Title:           Wet Silence

Author:       Sweta Srivastava Vikram

Publi.:         MHP

ISBN:          9781615992560

MRP:           Rs 314/- (Kindle)

It is not every day that one comes across poetry that can touch one’s very soul. 
The book ‘Wet Silence’ by Sweta Srivastava Vikram is piquantly stirring and rips apart the hypocrisy of our so called morals. It throws much light upon a subject that reeks of pain and gloom, and calls for urgent reforms. 

Her poems on Hindu widows reflect the depth of suffering, be it psychological where a widow is expected to mourn and be as “brooding like soot on windows”, or sexual and societal, when she is considered a “toxic waste”. For no fault of her own, a widow is perceived as an ill-omen and a “crude metaphor”. Even in today’s world where we boast of ultra-modernism, in some places in India, esp ‘Vrindawan’, widows are forced into so pathetic a life that it can shame the Satan himself. 

The author captures the breadth and depth of this topic very well. Some poems like 
“The Question” present a unique way to look at traditional myths. The words, like a high definition camera, capture every emotion perfectly and to say that I loved this book will be an understatement. 

Random Excerpts-

-"I hate that the hand wiping my tears aren't yours"

-"Winter blankets my longing arms
    whispers he is never coming"

-"Like a sack of rice in pantry,
   I am sitting quietly"

-"Here I am called a crude metaphor
   for not wanting to wake up under fouled sheets"

Check out 'Wet Silence' here


  1. Thanks for the nice review. But those were 75 years ago. Are they like this in this 21st century?

  2. Progress that we speak about is an urban term... Most of the villages still carry these images... And many of our elders (especially illiterate and orthodox) think like these...

    The sample you have posted hints that the book could be a good one... Thanks for the crisp review.