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Sameer Gudhate presents the Book Review of The Great Indian Naturist by Pooja Gowda

  • Writer: Sameer Gudhate
    Sameer Gudhate
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When was the last time a book made you question your own definition of freedom? For me, it happened somewhere between the first and last page of Pooja Gowda’s debut memoir, The Great Indian Naturist: A Secret Life Unveiled. It’s not every day you come across a book that dares to tackle a subject so unconventional, especially in an Indian context, and yet feels so disarmingly human.

 

Pooja, born and raised in a conservative South Indian family, isn’t your typical rule-breaker. She didn’t grow up dreaming of controversy or defiance. Instead, her journey into naturism—something she stumbled upon rather than sought out—is what makes this book refreshingly real and unexpectedly relatable.

 

This memoir is Pooja’s candid exploration of how she went from living within the boundaries of tradition to embracing naturism, a lifestyle that most of us would consider far removed from our reality. Yet, what makes it compelling is that it’s not simply a story about nudity.

 

It’s a story about unlearning shame. About peeling back years of conditioning and discovering what lies underneath—not just clothes, but layers of fear, hesitation, and self-doubt. Along the way, she introduces us to others who share this path, giving us a glimpse of a world that is both hidden and surprisingly ordinary in its humanity.

 

Pooja writes the way a friend talks when she’s finally ready to tell you her deepest secret. Her tone is warm, conversational, and often sprinkled with humour that takes the edge off what could otherwise be a daunting subject.

 

Each chapter is concise, with titles that pull you in like tiny promises. The language is simple but never dull; it’s unpretentious, which makes it feel authentic. Her prose doesn’t just narrate—it invites, and in doing so, it makes a taboo subject accessible.

 

The strongest “character” in this memoir is Pooja herself. She isn’t portrayed as a fearless rebel; instead, she’s vulnerable, often hesitant, and deeply relatable. That’s what makes her transformation powerful—you see pieces of yourself in her.

 

The book’s central ideas—body positivity, acceptance, and the quiet courage to defy societal norms—are presented with striking honesty. There’s no attempt to romanticize naturism; instead, Pooja demystifies it while weaving in themes of identity and self-worth.

 

The book flows like a personal journey rather than a traditional plot-driven narrative. It moves steadily, from Pooja’s restrictive upbringing to the liberating discovery of naturism. The pacing is just right—never rushed, never stagnant—and the structure mirrors the peeling away of layers, both literal and emotional.

 

If there’s one message this book drives home, it’s this: freedom isn’t about shocking the world; it’s about embracing yourself. Through Pooja’s story, we see how shame is learned and how it can be unlearned.

 

It’s not just about naturism; it’s about questioning the invisible rules that keep us from being our truest selves.

 

There were moments in this book that made me laugh at the audacity of it all and others that made me pause in quiet reflection. The vulnerability in Pooja’s voice lingers—especially in the passages where she confronts her fears and embraces her truth.

 

The book’s greatest strength is its honesty. It doesn’t try to be sensational—it’s brave in its simplicity. Pooja’s candid voice and straightforward narrative make the story feel deeply personal and relatable. This unfiltered approach draws readers in and keeps them engaged, not because of dramatic twists but because of its raw, heartfelt truth.

 

If I had to point out a weakness, it would be that a few sections could have dug deeper emotionally. There are moments where I wished Pooja had lingered a little longer, letting us fully feel the weight of her choices. However, this is a minor trade-off for the authenticity the book delivers, and it never overshadows the impact of her story.

 

I didn’t pick up this book expecting it to change how I think about freedom. But it did. It made me look at how many unspoken rules I’ve accepted without question—and that’s what great books do: they hold up a mirror.

 

The Great Indian Naturist is bold, raw, and unexpectedly liberating. I’d give it 4.5 out of 5 stars. You don’t need to become a naturist to appreciate it—you just need an open mind and the courage to ask yourself: What would I do if I stopped apologizing for who I am?

 

 

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