This has to be one of the most profound books I have ever read. Compassion for those without one mother tongue because they have two—well kind of. For Lahairi it was English and Bengali. I admired her dedication to search for identity by learning to speak, read, and write in a third language, Italian. Her passion for that language is intense, all consuming. In other words, it represents her life purpose, her reason for being.
We know something is truly profound when we can’t describe it in other words.