This is Karunatilaka's second novel. It is a work of satire, set in a Sri Lanka beset by civil war.
My time in self-quarantine has starkly increased my awareness about both myself as well as the world I live in.
As children, we trust our bodies to take us any and everywhere. As adults, we start to rely more on cars than ourselves, losing touch with our bodies.
Museums are never apolitical spaces, and by not engaging in the politics of their pieces they stand to uphold unequal dominant narratives.