In her Booker Prize-winning novel, The God of Small Things, Arundhati Roy turned a compassionate but unrelenting eye on one family in India. Now she lavishes the same acrobatic language and fierce humanity on the future of her beloved country. In this spirited polemic, Roy dares to take on two of the great illusions of India's progress: the massive dam projects that were supposed to haul this sprawling subcontinent into the modern age — but which instead have displaced untold millions — and the detonation of India's first nuclear bomb, with all its attendant Faustian bargains.

Merging her inimitable voice with a great moral outrage and imaginative sweep, Roy peels away the mask of democracy and prosperity to show the true costs hidden beneath. For those who have been mesmerized by her vision of India, here is a sketch, traced in fire, of its topsy-turvy society, where the lives of the many are sacrificed for the comforts of the few.

"Treading Roy's maze, we learn a great deal about a 'vast, violent, circling, driving, ridiculous, insane, unfeasible, public turmoil of a nation.' . . . The God of Small Things delivers so much terror and beauty, and so omniscient a view of India. . . . Like a devotionally built temple, it builds a massive interlocking structure of fine, intensely felt details."

--John Updike, The New Yorker