klara and the sun by kazuo ishiguro

this book might have just replaced “never let me go” as my favourite work of kazuo ishiguro (also, rare instance where i totally get why he got the nobel prize).

the title is wonderfully descriptive and equally confusing. the sense of confusion and puzzlement stayed with me for the most of the novel, and it was very enjoyable. klara is an extremely unreliable narrator, leaving the reader second-guessing every line. and the resolution is a masterful execution of an open ending concept.

if you like soft sci-fi and have even passing interest in artificial intelligence, consider reading “klara and the sun”.