Gosh, I began this novel with such high hopes!!! It contains some of the most provocative and lyrically poetic prose that I've ever read, but it does not reach any sort of.... well... it just goes no where. I feel smarter about Bombay, and India in general, and I have to admire the fact that the two main characters don't fall into each other's arms and proclaim that the class divide will never keep them apart, but still, I already KNOW that education is good, and that money and intellect will grant one power, I don't need to be told this - endlessly - in novel form.
I had such high hopes. It seemed to be going somewhere. Ultimately, it was just a sad book about sad people who experience no growth and just keep in the slots which birth assigned. Very, very disappointing. Sooooooo poetic, just heartbreakingly poetic.