I decided to pick up this book for a couple of reasons. Firstly, because I loved The God of Small Things and I was thirsty for more of Arundhati Roy's writing. Secondly, because I was about to go to India, and I wanted to educate myself on the issues it currently faces.
On the first count, my thirst was satisfied only to a degree. This is a collection of essays that were originally written and published at different points in time, so there is a degree of repetition. I found this a bit frustrating.
Arundhati Roy feels so passionately about the issues she writes about, that sometimes the emotional component overshadows the issues themselves. In addition, it was quite heavy going in places, and I sometimes found her thread of thoughts and logic difficult to follow.
On the second count, I learnt a lot about India, and it certainly added perspective to what I saw, heard and experienced during my time there.