I'm always interested in psychology and this story had an interesting underlying weave of musings about psychoanalysis, intellectual authors, philosophers, and the heartbreaks of love and relationships, without pulling anything out like a lesson. I appreciated the subtle hints to forecast what would happen to Jamal as the story progressed, and the subtle introductions, first in small pieces, of what happened in his past, revealed more in depth later in the novel. A couple of the plot twists I saw coming a mile away (Jamal love interest Ajita's truth about her relationship with her father is one example), but for the most part I was happily surprised as characters developed. The sexual material is at times edgy, but I interpreted this as an essential part of several characters' story arcs to explore how they felt about commitment, what is acceptable as pleasure, aging with sexual needs, and it was fairly entertaining to read. I also enjoyed the contemporary Brit feel of the book, with the language, multi-cultural elements, and yet some characters experience profound racial otherness while living in modern London. All things not in my personal experience, but I find enjoyable in a book.
About Jamal, who is a physchoanalyst, who tells us about his life when growing up in the 60s, 70s, and then jumps back to his current life with his ex-wife and son. While he still pines for his first love. Ajita, and struggles with an event of a murder he was involved with in his younger years. He hangs out with his eccentric sister, Miriam, and his best friend, Henry, who is a pompous arse. Found some of the scenes explicit (just didn't need to know) and the characters were colorful, but nothing I could connect with or enjoyed.
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