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She gives us permission to be messy lovers. And on Sundays, she gives us a happy ending—or at least, an honest one.
Mukherjee’s second novel refines the trope by narrowing the window further: from Sunday morning to the precise two hours of a monsoon afternoon. The protagonists, two women named Devika and Tara, are engaged in an extramarital affair (Devika is married). The “Sunday relationship” here is encoded with secrecy and shame, but Mukherjee resists moral judgment. Instead, she focuses on the afternoon light —a soft, grey, rain-soaked illumination that she describes as “honest in its impermanence.”