I want to begin this review by stating how gobsmacked I am after reading the two stories in this book. ‘Statue’, the first story, explores the obsession of celebrating past at the cost of a miserable present. The story focuses on the rural, tribal problems faced by the people. The rustic ambience proves as a powerful setting to understand how deeply religious myths, supernatural pre sentiments regulates the life of people. The author’s observations of the caste, class and religious clashes showed how vivid and intense life can be when social differences overpower interpersonal relationships. The sharp observation of caste and class differences made me think of how negligent we, the socially privileged bunch, are of the concerns of the ‘other’. It made me think of the crises pervading the India state today. How gloriously we have all forgotten the millions of suicide occurring on a day-to-day basis of Dalits, trans, women, farmers, migrant workers in our country but the suicide of a socially privileged man was mourned and is still mourned even today by the nation as a whole. Pain and suffering become normal among certain categories but an anomaly among the privileged, sigh. The second story resonated the themes, nuances, pain and struggles of rural like the first one. At the heart of it, the stories eulogises the lives of two old women who are symbolically dead by all the suffering and heartbreaks in a man’s world. These mere words are not enough to measure the pain that such prose makes you think of. I am looking forward to read more of Devi’s works.