This is a novel about imprisonment. Not only how the past consciously shapes
ones future, "we had been made by the place we had grown up"(142), but also
of a Hindu kharmic past. As the details of past experience enlighten
themselves to te reader, VIA naipauls "rock down a hill" style along which
is also reminiscent of a more proverbial concrete style. As the subconscious
past enlighten itself into the reader/characters consciousness, we unlike in
a Dickens novel, do not see the light at the nd of the tunnel instead we see
the tunnel transform into another tunnel which later is proven no better nor
no worse. The novel relies not on the betterment of a post colonial
society, but instead the cyclic nature of the outsider and their reluctance
for acceptance from the world around them, the only way to "integrate" is to
stagnate, and like naipauls writing style become known, eventually.
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