I had high hopes for this book, since its back cover was plastered with quotes from various newspapers. But it didn't take me long before I was starting to wonder if I was reading the same book as they had. Problems started on the first page - a highly sexualised description of breast feeding - and got worse from there. Meera, the main character, I found impossible to like. Her choices seemed to be based purely on what would cause the most problems for herself - problems she then blamed on other people. Her motivations seemed to be based purely on jealousy and competition, something which a skilled writer might have been able to make work with a stronger character, but Meera's passivity made her impossible to emphasise with. And that's without mentioning the downright disturbing relationship with her son (she developed strong sexual feelings for him and grew obsessed).
Although the descriptions are occasionally good, they are also far too long and numerous, slowing the pace down to a crawl. I found myself skimming much of it. Definitely not recommended.