This is the true and intimate story of one man and his love of four women, each of them very different, but each in her turn the object of his hopes and desires.
What does Ved Mehta want of these women? To be loved by them, to marry them, to have children with them. He has been blind since childhood. Love, marriage, children—all these, he imagines, would make him whole.
And the women, Gigi, Vanessa, Lola and Kilty? What do they want? It seems for a time that they too want to love him, marry him, have his children. But desire is a dangerous emotion and the state of being in love both illusory and mysterious.
In spare and elegant prose, Ved Mehta transforms that most subjective of all human acts, falling in love, into an objective account. Without justification and without excuses, he documents the twists and turns of an extraordinary personal history that soars and dips with expectation and anguish, until, in his search for self-understanding, he meets a surprising guide who shows the way to new insight about women he has loved and about himself.
Few other writers are such compelling and vivid witnesses to their private lives; few other men have been so honest about their misunderstanding and failures in the business of love.