A depressing assortment of grim and grimy life experiences
A historical tale, recounted with astonishing power and grace
Frittered into sundry insular herds, many of us have nothing to celebrate
Life for Laxman is a linear path, remembered minus ambiguity
A veteran writer's saga of defeat evokes only impatience
The 'nation' a 100 years from now
Irony, love, decadence, Pakistani-style: but where's the heart?
Gour's self-consciousness only makes the flaws in her own writing less excusable.
Skilful tale, compassionately told, but marred by a few oblique biases
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