Title: Lahiri never ceases to amaze me!
Product review: This book was amazing. I don't know if it's because I'm a Bengali-American girl myself who can empathize with Gogol's predicament of dealing with two names and thus two different personalities or if it's just because the story is a great read. Lahiri's small details are wonderful and at points I feel as if she was writing about people in my own family. Though at points the story seemed to move a little too fast and things ended without real explanations, overall the story didn't fail to keep me enthralled. This is the kind of novel I've been waiting for since I read her short stories in Interpreter of Maladies. It has it's moments of sadness and a whole lot of confusion but in the end, it leaves a good feeling in your heart. I would recommend this book to everyone, but especially to all the other second generation Indians out there who've felt like they've never quite fit in anywhere.
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