Despite the absolutely sumptuous jacket, Mayank Austen Soofi's `Nobody can Love You More` was a good read but stopped short of tipping over into the really evocative and small pile of this genre of book, stuff like Maximum City and Beautiful Thing. His moniker intrigues me more than his book on Delhi's red light area did.
Labels: Book Review, fiction, Mayank Austen Soofi, Nobody Can Love You More