why do prize winning books have to be about underbellies and sadness? Is it to perpetrate the 'true' story or is it for the sake of pseudo-intellectualism?
Now that I've kept the book down I wonder when I'll pick it up. The extract was good goading me to buy it at a crossing today afternoon for Rs50 (against my better judgment). I wonder its worth it. But for me, its definitely better than an original 375 copy.