Fifty-nine years ago, India claimed its independence from Britain. But another 36 years would pass before it would find a voice to announce its new identity. Then, in 1983, a novel called Midnight's Children exploded out of nowhere, to upset the placid applecart of English literature, play merry havoc with the English language and create something more full of invention and clairvoyance than anything Empire could imagine.
Salman Rushdie's second novel was a call to free spirits everywhere to remake the world with imagination. It took the magical realism coined in South America and gave it a wicked...
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