Why does everyone love Rushdie so much? I’m giving into the hype again and trying him on, but it is not smooth sailing so far. 100 pages in and it’s a struggle to convince myself to pick it up and keep reading at the end of the day.
Basic premise is autobiography of a man born on the day of India’s independence, a glimpse of life in India in the 1940s, concern over Pakistan’s creation & England’s power subsiding.
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As if you couldn’t sense it coming, I’ve stranded this one. Not finishable in my current state of impatience.
auth=Rushdie, Salman
pub=1980
Try another 100 pages, I beg you. Then stop if you can…