Some books entertain you, and some books quietly hold a mirror in front of you—Guilt Trip does the second.
Reading this felt less like going through a story and more like listening to someone finally say all the things we usually keep inside. Ladoo isn’t just a character; she feels like someone we’ve all been at some point—questioned, judged, and made to feel “not enough” in ways we didn’t even realise were affecting us.
What really stayed with me is how naturally the book talks about guilt. Not the big dramatic kind, but the small, everyday guilt—about how you look, what you eat, how you behave, what choices you make. It shows how these things slowly build up, especially when people around you constantly have something to say.
There were moments while reading where I had to pause, because certain lines felt too real. The way society blames women for almost everything—directly or indirectly—is something the book captures very honestly.
At the same time, it’s not just heavy. There’s wit, sarcasm, and a quiet strength in the writing. It doesn’t try to “fix” everything, but it makes you more aware—and sometimes, that’s more powerful.
For me, this book felt like a reminder: not every guilt we carry belongs to us.
If you enjoy books that are raw, relatable, and emotionally honest, Guilt Trip is definitely worth reading.
