High on Rushdie

Another book; another journey through some one's childhood. But this one is so different from the 'mockingbird'! After almost a month, I finally finished Salman Rushdie's 'midnight's children' and the book simply haunts.

Children born at the stroke of midnight of August 15, 1947... The significance of the date binding them to the history without them playing any role in it...

The dreams and the reality, truth and myths, prophesies and predictions, unwept tears and untold confessions, guilt and pride... phew! From childhood fantasies to Indo-Pak partition; From Jantar-Mantar to post-independence India, Rushdie takes you through the labyrinth of all human emotions.

The book just persistently nags you day and night till you finish it and leaves you feeling bewildered and surprisingly empty once you are done reading it. Well I don't have more to say about a book that is so widely popular!