I bought this book a long time ago and then, I don’t know where I heard it, but I did- that it’s a heartbreaking read. So, I left it up on my shelf alongside The Diary of a Young Girl and never looked at it; because if I did then I would feel guilty for not being brave enough to get my heartbroken.
Then the Magical readathon came along and demanded from me a book whose title started with R and Room was the only one on hand.
What can I say? I steeled myself over a entire week and approached the same way I did my exam- get it over with. But…
Written in Jack’s voice, a voice that’s beyond and behind his years simultaneously (I wonder if he knew the word simultaneously), it sucked me in. I cried and laughed with him, I played his games and when he said Ma’s face went flat, I began to develop my idea of what a flat face would look like. In his narrow vision, he showed me the whole wide world and yes, it broke my heart.
This was a difficult book to read because the emotions are built into its very seams and they’re not the fluffy kind that you would associate with a five year old’s childhood. But, the lump in your throat that you come away with is worth every bit of the space in your feeling bit that you gave up to Jack and his amazing Ma.
Room is a heartbreaking book and sometimes, hearts get broken; it’s just another one of those things that you’ll have to accept.
PS: It’s a book of 401 pages; I started at 9 in the morning and did nothing else till 4 in the evening. Y’know what I mean?