The God of Small Things...

I have just finished reading The God of Small Things by Arundhati Roy. It has been long since I last read something. I can say that I had difficulties with this novel. I was lost most of the times, I had to refocus again and again until I get the idea of what is happening. Too many words I didn't understand and had to refer to some notes on the net so I can get along with the plot

. First, the characters were a bit confusing, their names and the too much details of everything. Well, it is all about the small things, small details but still I was lost. There were times when I really wanted to stop and just change the novel but I forced myself to continue and lucky I did. All in all, I loved it, loved the twins even more, how can someone stop talking all of a sudden?!

I loved this passage from chapter 12:

"The secret of the Great Stories is that they have no secrets. The Great Stories are the ones you have heard and want to hear again. The ones you can enter anywhere and inhabit comfortably. They don’t deceive you with thrills and trick endings. They don’t surprise you with the unforeseen. They are as familiar as the house you live in. Or the smell of your lover’s skin. You know how they end, yet you listen as though you don’t. In the way that although you know that one day you will die, you live as though you won’t. In the Great Stories you know who lives, who dies, who finds love, who doesn’t. And yet you want to know again. That is their mystery and magic."

My next novel would be The Immigrant by Manju Kapur