Mala's life is defined by suffering that can be called 'existential,' because of its extreme nature. The suffering caused by a parent leads Mala to understand reality as essentially chaotic and horrifying, so that later in life, she is so chronically exposed to horror and panic that she is unable to think or communicate clearly. What is the mechanism that is depicted? It is parenthood. We see Mala's life within the context of her own father's life and decisions so that together, they can be seen as a kind of cause and effect. This novel is largely a depiction of how mistreatment and suffering can warp a person's experience of reality. Is Mala innocent or guilty for murdering a father who chronically abused and raped her? Suffering and mental health He happens to know a lot about her father, so the real judge in the book is actually the reader. Her insanity leads her to be institutionalized, and within that institution, Tyler explains Mala's family life and dysfunction. The judge deems Mala neither innocent nor guilty, deeming her too mentally unstable to legally hold trial. In this novel, the law basically passes the issue of justice back to the reader. Some novels make strong political statements, but this novel is not one of them. Written by people who wish to remain anonymous We are thankful for their contributions and encourage you to make your own. No one here needed to know the truth or to question whether such authenticity was achievable.These notes were contributed by members of the GradeSaver community.

So on this particular occasion I had dressed as I always did, to announce my individuality and assert that I had indeed found authenticity. I had given up all of this in the hope that I would no longer have to live a lie, that I could, at last, come into my authentic self. I had left behind strangers who, passing on the street, bid each other good day, and people who put off their own chores to lend you a hand. I lived now without the deep comfort of neighbours who cooked more food than they needed for themselves so that they could parcel it up and bring you some. I was a champ for giving up the perks of living with family, among friends whose families had known mine for generations, among people familiar to me from primary school days. “We were all, I thought, counting on the probability that, simply by living in a big North American city, we would be greeted as warriors on our arrival back home by those who knew us and those who didn’t alike.

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