I am such a horrible person! I couldn't resist reading this book with an Indian accent. I also found myself craving Indian food every time there was mention thereof, which is totally missing the point of the story.

When I first heard about this novel, I thought it would be a detective mystery--I like those. It turns out there's tribal ritualistic magic, out-of-body experiences, and even possession. Believe it or not, these were not the only far-fetched concepts in the novel. I've never seen any Indian movies, but I think that they would share that attribute with this novel--namely, too many "coincidences".

The author also takes it too far when it comes to diverting the readers' attention. I hate it when a crime mystery author withholds information; it makes it impossible for me to make any valid theories as to the solution.

The denouement, however, was not bad at all. It does make sense, even though it wasn't very predictable.

I enjoyed reading this book, but I didn't like it much. (Does this make any sense?)