Book Review : Trust No Aunty by Maria Qamar

By Murtaza Kuwarawala -
Book Title : Trust No Aunty

Author : Maria Qamar

Genre : Humor / Hard Hitting Reality

Are you a Desi Girl? Are you someone who has been brought up in a desi household family? Then no fear when aunty is here. I had picked up this graphic purely on recommendation by my other reader friends and honestly speaking, the book is truly hard hitting.

Based on her popular Instagram @Hatecopy and her experience in a South Asian immigrant family, artist Maria Qamar has created a humorous, illustrated “survival guide” to deal with overbearing “Aunties,” whether they’re family members, annoying neighbours or just some random ladies throwing black magic your way.
If you are looking for a book that will make you laugh in splits throughout, this one is your pick. Eventhough it is more relatable to all the lovely ladies out there, you can even glimpse similar incidents as a desi boy as well. Out of the 7-8 different types of personalities that we have encountered in this book, Im sure each and every one of us would have experience some or all of it and I guarantee you, we are all in the same boat.

My Rating - 🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟 (5 out of 5)

Book in Few Words - Hilarious and Pretty Relatable

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