Ajay Sawant

A dark book with extremely sensitive story, Yoko Ogawa has proved that she is one of the greatest authors of this time. The complexion in the story is so weirdly and neatly expressed that it's rarely possible The fusion of a novelist and her final manuscript which much relating to her own life where she was turn a void with every disappearance on the island is commendable at a moment simply shocking. The memory Police will take away everyone who don't forget the disappearances, the people who are not forgetting are in danger of life but the people who are forgetting are slowly creating cavities of emptiness in their hearts. First the various articles, then the birds, then the rose garden everything seems to be disappearing even art and occupations, soon the author's full time occupation of being novelist will disappear as the novels disappear. Once a thing disappears it totally seems worthless and people can no more relate to them. The memory police will take care the disappeared things are destroyed. They will conduct regular inspections and get hold over people who can bear memories of the lost articles. This is an unacceptable act to carry the memories of what the time has taken away. People with memory are in terror, hiding places are often discovered so is the author hiding her Editor carefully within a hidden room. She will do every possible thing to keep him safe and out of reach of memory Police. But things are disappearing quicker than usual and weird things are disappearing which will lead to dominance of people with memory and people who go unnoticed of the disappearance will turn into void with just a hollow hearts. They will get absorbed and so will the author. Every moment in the start is struggle against not being discovered by memory Police, then it is the loss the terror of R (the Editor) being discovered, then there is loss of the old man who is the only support in the open world beyond R who has to constantly hide in the small room and there is the disappearances. Every moment after 23rd chapter made my heart beat faster, I placed my hand over but it was throbbing. A kind of warm air has filled my lungs and all possible cavities it could. At a moment I regretted reading but it was totally worth. There are usually two tales A man comes to town and a woman disappeared from the house this the the third a woman creates fullness out of the everlasting void.