I love family stories. My own family's included. When my maternal grandparents were alive, I loved listening to them talk about the past. After they were gone, I found quite a few treasures among the old photographs and letters my grandmother had held onto during her life time. I wanted to know everything about them, about my family. As an extension, I am quite fond of novels where a character delves into her own family history, whether it be uncovering a long held family secret or finding strength in the past by those who came before--often both.

The Writing on My Forehead by Nafisa Haji is one such novel. Framed around her own story, protagonist Saira reaches into her memories for answers to help her through a very difficult and tragic time in her life. Alongside the present day story is a coming of age story as Saira sets out on her chosen path. Bucking tradition, family and faith, she refuses to marry and pursues a career in journalism. And yet it is that very tradition, family and faith that will be there for her in the end.

I liked Saira. She is intelligent and curious about the world around her, unafraid to ask questions. Raised in the United States, she is faced with a culture that values individuality and another, her family's, that is more centered around family and tradition. I was reminded of Jhumpa Lahiri's The Namesake, which also touched on this topic. I really appreciated how the author handled the cultural aspects of the novel. Although Saira may have chosen an unconventional path, characters like her sister, Ameena who was more traditional, were not painted in a negative light. Both lifestyles were portrayed realistically--having negative as well as positive aspects.

One of the most interesting characters was Mohsin, Saira's cousin. He had discovered their grandfather's journal in a trunk in the attic and shared the grandfather's story with Saira. Roshan Qadar had been an activist, fighting for the betterment of the Indian people. Mohsin hoped to follow in his footsteps. Mohsin, her grandfather and the example of her favorite aunt are what shaped Saira's choices in life. My only disappointment is that more time wasn't spent on Mohsin's story, especially given the important role he played in Saira's life once she became a journalist.

That favorite aunt of Saira's was a favorite character of mine as well. Big Nanima, as Saira called her, is a professor in Pakistan. She had never married, not so much by choice but by circumstance. She had studied in England and was a great inspiration for Saira. Even while she encouraged Saira to make her own choices in life, she also asked her to remember her family and not be so quick to toss away the traditions the family held so dear.

I thoroughly enjoyed The Writing on My Forehead. There is so much that we can learn from the stories of our families. While Saira's own story at times seemed secondary to the stories of her family members, it is a rich novel; while at times tragic, it is also full of redemption and heart.

Source: Novel provided by publisher for review. ( )

A family and social history of an Indian / Pakistani family and American decendants told through the eyes of Saira. I did get confused with some of the aunties, cousins names but started to get it by the end. A lot of the plot is told as stories from the past, the stories of Big Nanima's life and how women have advanced in India. And stories of her mother's and father's past . Saira's mother is a strong person trying to mesh old fashion traditions into her two daughter's lives. A family and social history. ( )

Nesto mi nije bila zanimljiva ispocetka,malo mi je duze trebalo da udjem u tok price, na kraju ipak nije razocarala,dokazala je da svaka porodica ima tajne koje se vjesto skrivaju ali na kraju sudbina odluci drugacije... ( )

There were a few places that I thought Haji got away from the actually story to teach us something and occasionally the story got confusing to follow. But the more I read, the harder it was to put this one down. ( )

There were a few places that I thought Haji got away from the actually story to teach us something and occasionally the story got confusing to follow. But the more I read, the harder it was to put this one down. ( )