I Cook My Own Feast

In this book, made even more delightful by her illustrations, Babitha Marina Justin turns the experience of being a woman inside out. Whether it is the subject of food or clothes, abandonment or pilgrimage, rumour or fact, the heart or the cage, the ‘X-ray or the Echo’, a pond or the garden, Babitha’s lines take us to the nerve centre of villages that live inside us.In I Cook My Own Feast, Babitha Marina Justin takes you on an aerial view of the God’s Own Country, and her people — immediate and cyber. Sometime, this ride is enjoyable while sometime, distressful, akin to an air-rescue mission; where you would want to be of help but yet fold yourself and watch the poet dress the various misgivings of time and culture.