Finally got through this book. This book reminds me alot of those women studies classes I had during college days, whereby we dissect every sentence,try to infer what the writer really means, and try to figure out the underlying themes/ issues, etc. This was what happened during a large proportion of the book. But sometimes, I just feel like saying, leave the poor book alone, read it and enjoy it as it is, without trying so hard to decipher coded meanings!!! You would never know whether your inferences are right anyway, unless the writer explicitly states so. In your own interpretation, the book alters and becomes, in a way, your own, and not what it was supposed to be in the first place. Of course, the book does not speak only of other books, it also reflects the social and political issues of Iran at the time the writer was living there. And how reading and discussing those books affected the lives of her and her female students. There were some books I wanted to read after reading this book- Daisy Miller, Lolita, The Great Gatsby...
