Indeed, Sonil's world is upheld and moved by a collective of unique women, from her enigmatic, feline mother, to her aunts, who hold households together without their husbands, to her wise grandmother and pensive and spiritually delicate cousin, Jani. I didn't think we needed men. My aunts largely managed without them and prospered. In fact, I think, without men we were stronger. This is true not only of India, but the world.
Society is still a bit suspicious of nonprocreating females.
Pi this is true. Whether Ganesan is weaving the intricacies of Sonil's family life or describing the tumult of young romantic love, she always uses precise language and affecting imagery. Through the power of language and writing, Pi becomes a getaway for the senses. It's a beautiful state to enter, a kind of enchantment. A good country to visit.