It is a book that will talk to you on lonely nights, when you remember somebody close that left for a foreign shore. It is a story of every migrant, more so, of women going abroad for running homes of rank strangers, lovingly reclaimed later as their soul-mates, in the odd tradition, the strange logic of arranged marriages of India. The book is an ode to Kolkata and America by a woman writer making waves through her solid writing.
--Dr. Sunil Sharma, Editor, Setu: A Bilingual Journal
Depending on which chapter you’re reading, you could say Banerjee is a memoirist, a creative writer, an essayist or a journalist. But no matter what label you choose for her writing, you will see Banerjee has major writing talent – the culmination of a passion that was borne at an early age when she considered words her playmates.
--J O' Reilley, Chanticleer Book Reviews
Banerjee, the florist, crafts delicate narratives as she pulls them towards a theme bunch. She uses the present tense to a delicious effect, pulling the reader into the immediacy, and hence, the momentariness of her experiences. The beauty results from her love of language – the carefree abandon with which words spill onto the page.
-- Bhaswati Ghosh, Editor-at-large, Cafe Dissensus