AT MAGIC HOUR; WHEN THE SUN HAS GONE BUT THE LIGHT HAS NOT, ARMIES OF
FLYING FOXES UNHINGE THEMSELVES FROM THE BANYAN TREES IN THE OLD
GRAVEYARD AND DRIFT ACROSS THE CITY LIKE SMOKE . . .` SO BEGINS THE
MINISTRY OF UTMOST HAPPINESS, ARUNDHATI ROY`S INCREDIBLE FOLLOW-UP TO
THE GOD OF SMALL THINGS. WE MEET ANJUM, WHO USED TO BE AFTAB, WHO RUNS A
GUEST HOUSE IN AN OLD DELHI GRAVEYARD AND GATHERS AROUND HER THE LOST,
THE BROKEN AND THE CAST OUT. WE MEET TILO, AN ARCHITECT, WHO, ALTHOUGH
SHE IS LOVED BY THREE MEN, LIVES IN A `COUNTRY OF HER OWN SKIN`. WHEN
TILO CLAIMS AN ABANDONED BABY AS HER OWN, HER DESTINY AND THAT OF ANJUM
BECOME ENTANGLED AS A TALE THAT SWEEPS ACROSS THE YEARS AND A TEEMING
CONTINENT TAKES FLIGHT. . .