



But I was able to look past that and take in the beauty that those who choose to live there see. Just the thought of the living conditions and the crowds makes my chest tighten in panic. Every passage I choose to quote here is too long to go in a review so I’ll just say that within a few pages, I was breathing the hot, wet air of Bombay, inhaling the rich mix of smells, and being dazzled by the light reflecting off the water. That all out of the way, the language is lush and beautiful, just the way that Mr. But I also hope that if he ever decides to write a book, he refrains from inflicting rhapsodies like that on his readers every time he describes me. I hope my husband feels something like that when he stares into my eyes. It was the green that the sea would be, if the sea were perfect.” Okay. It was the green that trees are, in vivid dreams. Her eyes were large and spectacularly green. “My eyes were lost, swimming, floating free in the shimmering lagoon of her steady, even stare. One adjective was never good enough to describe anything. I know there was more but those are the things that really stand out. I was sick of reading about Khader’s philosophy of life, the universe, and everything. I was sick of reading about the green of Karla’s eyes. Anyway, I was ready to volunteer to murder a few of Mr. Who was it who wrote, “Kill your darlings?” Oh. I think a ruthless editor could have cut the length of the book in half. I think having that much time to think about what I was reading allowed me to read more objectively than I otherwise might have and focus on “flaws” that I might not have noticed otherwise. It took me about seven weeks to read Shantaram, mostly because I was busy and didn’t have much time to devote to it. I’m having the hardest time writing this review! I’ve scrapped it once already. He eventually finds himself living in a slum. He earns money by helping tourists connect with the black market services they’re looking for. He eventually finds himself in Bombay, living a life full of many twists and turns. Lin Ford escaped from prison in Australia by climbing straight over the front wall.
