Having a severe book hangover from this. The way Mistry writes is beautiful and breathtaking but the ending is agonising. It felt a little like A Little Life, in its vaguely poverty/trauma porn ending. I really struggled with Maneck, his entitlement and lack of understanding really put me on edge. I wanted to smack the boy into reality so he’d act like less of an arrogant little fuck weasel, but maybe there was just something about seeing someone who had a little more privilege that just rubbed me the wrong way. Mostly I’m finding it hard to get over the ending that almost felt like it ruined it? I’m not sure it was necessary for the plot or the development of characters for it to end the way it did but I would definitely read more of his work.