Book Review - Burps, Chirps & Cat-astrophic Turfs by Sonal Singh



Welcome to the delightful and chaotic world of Mrs.Choudhary and her motley crew of non-humans (and some humans too). She is the first to run to the rescue of any non-human in need (much to the chagrin of her family which is already dealing with an introvert tortoise, two cats with different personalities, a lizard, a parrot that spews every word that comes his way and a dog named Happy).

The latest to join her rescue mission is a tiny bird in dire need of assistance. Mrs.Choudhary's maternal instincts click in as she gets emotionally invested in the bird - feeding her home-made nectar, researching about her species and giving regular updates about her latest rescue on her social media profile.

Amidst rescue missions, preventing flower-thefts in her society and attending to her duties as a budding writer, Mrs.Choudhary's life is filled with chaos. But the thing about chaos is, it also allows for moments of calm, and in these moments, Mrs. Choudhary finds a part of herself that she thought never existed. With every day, she transforms, opening her heart bit by little bit.

I loved the narrative. It's hilarious, relatable, beautiful and poignant all at once. Mrs.Choudhary is very easy to relate to! She represents the quintessential empty-nester, always looking for something that brings purpose to her days. The chapters range from wildly hilarious to soulful and deeply poignant, often bringing a lump to the throat and in my case, tears too. I know that Mrs.Choudhary and her delightful entourage will stay with me for a long time.

I would definitely recommend this book to everyone for its sheer simplicity, beauty and the emotional quotient that simultaneously makes one cry and smile. This is indeed a terrific read.

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