I am going home, the child Gayatri often tells her friends, and this line becomes the leitmotif of the story around which the lives of Gayatri and her friend Rama revolve. Written in two parts and stretching over twenty years, the novel vividly encapsulates the futility and angst of modern, urban reality.
I am going home, the child Gayatri often tells her friends, and this line becomes the leitmotif of the story around which the lives of Gayatri and her friend Rama revolve. Written in two parts and stretching over twenty years, the novel vividly encapsulates the futility and angst of modern, urban reality.