This book has the most amazing use of adjectives. "Rachel tried to say something. It came out jagged. Like a piece of tin." "...tea-colored puddles the way memory bombs still, tea colored minds." "and closed her face like a cupboard" Arundhati Roy mixes senses such as when Estha is said to smile out loud, which is ironic because he no longer makes any sound as he drifts through the world.

I find this book a beautiful example of word choice. The way that people are made into objects is what I have been trying to do in my stories for a long time. The author paints these brilliantly twisted images in the readers mind with her mixing of words and adjectives.