To restore their religion in its home, they have to first relinquish their faith. A group of Tibetan rebels set up an armed resistance movement against Chinese occupation – defying the instructions of their spiritual head, the Dalai Lama.Lhasang grew up in Eastern Tibet but was forced to flee after the Chinese occupation, making the death-defying trek across the Himalayas with his family. Fighting poverty and frustration, he finds solace in the armed resistance that is being cobbled together in the refugee camps in India. Norbu, the scion of an affluent Tibetan expatriate family, befriends Dolma, a young college student, and interacts with the newly arrived refugees from Tibet. He is drawn towards the resistance.
Krantik is cynical, jaded, and utterly bored. He's also a paranoid hypochondriac. As an Indian working in Rome, he drifts in and out of a dead-end relationship with the assistance of several intoxicants and a short-lived love affair.His personal revelations and delusions of grandeur are exquisitely funny and devastatingly poignant, sometimes descending into barbaric crudeness exposing the hollowness of social mores and the anxieties of a rootless generation. The obsessive solipsism, the protean cultural associations, and the wry, unexpected observations scattered through the book capture the confused apathy of the millennials. This is a clever, bizarre tour de force, part noir, part philosophy, and filled with the entirely unexpected. Jack Kerouac meets James Joyce meets Harold and Kumar meets Jonathan Lethem in this wildly inventive portrait of a generation. One of Sunday Guardian's Best Books of the Year.
