“Sometimes we love with nothing more than hope. Sometimes we cry with everything except tears. In the end that’s all there is: love and its duty, sorrow and its truth. In the end that’s all we have–to hold on tight until the dawn”
Finally done reading this. There’s only 2 choices about reading it, either you hate it very much or you love it so much.
For me, i love it! I love it that I can recall all the stories within those 1255 pages. That quote above is just one of the beautiful and smart dialog you can find in this book. All the loves, the sorrows, the laughs and cries were well explained by Gregory/Lin. We could got a clear picture about India; its people, its life, its culture and way of thinking.
As goodreads said :
“Burning slums and five-star hotels, romantic love and prison agonies, criminal wars and Bollywood films, spiritual gurus and mujaheddin guerrillas—this huge novel has the world of human experience in its reach, and a passionate love for India at its heart.”
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