Yangely Yusti Yusti itibaren Thamangarh, Punjab 151509, Hindistan
I could never tell if what I was reading was supposed to be a little bit true or entirely fantasy, but fantasy on different levels. Levels of daydream, dream dream, video game reality, organized crime film reality... whatever. I think it's the switching between different types of realities/fantasies that's hard to navigate... you get used to one and allow for certain possibilities as a result, and then the next section there's a totally different set of rules. It's a bit hard to follow and the narrator makes infuriatingly dumb choices most of the time, but somehow I found it hard to put down, and followed through till the end despite occasional misgivings. I don't regret reading it and I would recommend it but I think it takes a certain willingness to be confused, to willingly suspend one's disbelief over and over again in different ways, and the understanding that a lot of moments of the journey are unpleasant but that doesn't make it any less important to place the emphasis on the journey and not the destination in this narrative.