Author: Arundhati Roy
After reading this book (a six month journey) I felt relief, sadness, and contentment. This book contains layers, lots and lots of layers (incest, caste, religion, and sexuality). Each layer was written out in such a way that is believable. Sometimes the layers got confusing making much of the first half of the book hard to get a hold of. However, the ending ties up any loose ends that the reader may have had.
Roy plays with words and when I say play, I mean handles and examines them and isn’t afraid to break boundaries that other authors have set forth.
I can’t help but think that Arundhati is very childish in real life. She has the ability to personify children very believably. I like how she added surprise an intrigue even on the last page, how she explained the seemingly unimportant details while not explaining others. In this book you can hear her voice, her unique voice. I don’t regret reading this book one bit.
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