A friend of mine nagged me for months to read this book. She swore it would change my life and I would love it.
I tried. I really did.
I had to really oush myself to pick it up, which is unusuaul for me as I am great book lover. When I did read it, I was constantly referring to the family tree just trying to figure who on earth was who. I found myself skipping large sections because I really felt that a page and a half dedicated to describing a tree branch was a tad excessive. In the end I put in 4 solid months of effort and I got just over half way through. I snapped and put it down. I have never done that before.
I didn't hate it. Every so often it was very interesting. But mostly it just felt like Vikram Seth loved the sound of his own voice and simply could not bring himself to stop writing what could have been a really good book.