(Spoiler alert, my review offers insights into the book ending)
This is an incredibly well written offering. Mistry takes you on an epic journey that you’ll find it hard to turn away from.
But a good book should have darkness and light, tragedy and triumph, bouts of hopelessness mixed with optimism.
While plowing through this work - of considerable girth - you’re thinking that all the depression, corruption, heartbreaking sadness, killing, and maiming will be worth it in the end. Surely there must be a payoff that will have made it all worth while? We don’t need a Hollywood ending, just an olive branch; a modicum of reason for optimism.
But no such relief comes. All protagonists are either killed, maimed, destitute, heartbroken, or a combination thereof. It is entirely sad. Entirely depressing, and I regret the considerable time I invested in it.