Mostly, the book is set in Kerala, India and is almost like an autobiography that contains very personal and intimate memories from 'the half Hindu and half Syrian-Christian' family'.
The author Arundhati Roy seems to see through the hardest masks of everything. She is creative with words and it's a pleasure to just to read it.
One can feel a bit of sarcasm in the author's writing. It's chaotic, colorful, crowded, contrasting and mind-boggling.
There are some paragraphs that describe nudity, bathrooms, sexuality, bums, spit, vomit, pedophiles and similar things, which can be a bit disturbing at times.
However, I think that India would not be India without the smelly sewer, the poor, the betel leaf spit as well as gold, silks and the rich.
It was an amazing book and I wish to read more by the same author.
