The first time I ever got an itch to read this book was when I heard a conversation between two people, where one of them mentioned that God of small things is a book, where you are tempted to rush and read the last chapter, and the other individual mentioned that God of Small things is a good example of a book that teaches you 'not to' rush and read the last chapter.
So naturally I thought this book could be appealing, however after I decided to buy a copy and read it I do have my reservations.
This was the first time I read a book where the story was not flowing, as it was rather segregated , I am not saying that its a bad idea, maybe this could be categorised as a form of creative writing and this creativity would have been a reason that this book by Arundathi Roy got popular, but at some points in the book I wondered which chapter connects to which one.
This is a simple story dealt with certain intricate yet powerful issues in India, being a Sri Lankan they have some vague resemblance in problems here but with the existence of certain grey areas as well. I wish the author could have elaborated more on what lead to Ammu's death (sorry for the spoiler)
Regarding the last chapter, it is the most sensual among the other chapters, so yes in the end it was nothing much, but this won a booker prize.
