This book is not a mere travelogue, there are Naipaul’s contempt for Indian system that is the main focus of the book. He even does not hesitate to write what other Indians will think about him and how the foreigners will think about India. He does not prevent himself to depict the true pictures of India. He does not bother to think that people will feel melancholic. Naipaul writes about it, “The India, then, which was the background to my childhood was an area of the imagination. It was not the real country I presently began to read about and whose map I committed to memory” (AD
This book is not a mere travelogue, there are Naipaul’s contempt for Indian system that is the main focus of the book. He even does not hesitate to write what other Indians will think about him and how the foreigners will think about India. He does not prevent himself to depict the true pictures of India. He does not bother to think that people will feel melancholic. Naipaul writes about it, “The India, then, which was the background to my childhood was an area of the imagination. It was not the real country I presently began to read about and whose map I committed to memory” (AD