This is the first Narayan novel I have read and I found his storytelling impressive. His characters come right off the page - and I loved the sights, sounds and smells of the Southern India he depicts.
The set-up for this tale is engaging: a man leaves prison, hoping to re-integrate with society unnoticed...but ends up being mistaken for a holy man and becomes the centre of undesired attention. I enjoyed the comment made about the madness of herd mentality (there's a wonderful scene at the end where the people are scrambling to find spare water so that Raju can stand knee-deep in a river - in order to pray for rain to end a drought).
I agree with a previous review that perhaps too much time was spent on the Raju/Rosie romance...they are such strong characters, however, that the narrative manages to sustain their story arc without too much strain. What I admired most, I think, was the spiritual side to the story - not just the spiritual dedication of the villagers but aso the spiritual journey forced upon Raju. In the end, you get the sense that he almost believes in something for the first time in his life.
What I was hoping for, though, was a twist in the tale. I thought that Raju was going to be humbled by the gods for impersonating a saint...or that too much rain would come and flood away his temple. This didn't happen - and I suppose it shows restraint on Narayan's part. But I think the novel could have been even better with such a finishing flourish.