The Bangalore Detectives Club (Bangalore Detectives Club #1)

by Harini Nagendra

Uma aunty was so broad-minded, despite being so traditional in her observances.

‘Kaveri – will you teach me also to read?’

‘Kaveri, teach me, please. I promise to learn. I promise to practise. I promise to be serious. Please, my dear. I have always wanted to learn. First my father refused me, then my husband, then my son. I had been pinning my hopes on my darling boy Ravi.’

‘The world is changing. These women, and their daughters, will make sure that all women like you, aunty, will learn how to read and write. So that they can face the world on an equal footing with men.’

‘I don’t want my grandson to grow up like his father, grandfather and great grandfather – sneering at illiterate women,’

ashwath katte,

I love how the trees of Bangalore come alive in addition to everything else.

‘Chopping vegetables, cooking, cleaning. Women’s work.

‘Your young lady is a formidable woman. Let us just say that if I were a criminal, I would not like to come up on the wrong side of her.’

Make sure your husband doesn’t learn about our encounter with Mala. He won’t like it. My son won’t either.

‘The absence of evidence is not the same as the evidence of absence.

When the possible is excluded, look to the unlikely. And then the impossible.’