As the eldest son of a working-class Pakistani family living in a traditional/typical community, surrounded with “aunties” Nur grapples with the consequences of his decision. He wants to be a good son, he loves his parents but he also loves Yasmina.
Lazy weekend afternoons had me channel hopping, and I stumbled across an old adaptation of Murder on the Orient Express (1974) I remember watching this film twenty years ago and falling in love with all things Agatha Christie and her epic detective Hercule Poirot. To this day I haven’t read a single book by her, although I own a good few.
One of my favourite things about the first part of the book is how each chapter begins with a sensory experience, usually of taste, which goes on to evoke the memory Leila shares with us.