Laugh-out-loud funny, brilliantly original and angry, The Gypsy Goddess is as much a novel about a true-life massacre as it is a novel about the impossibility of writing a novel about a true-life massacre. It sits on the line between powerful fiction and fearsome critique.
Tamil Nadu, 1968. Village landlords rule over a feudal system that forces peasants to break their backs in the fields or suffer beatings as punishment. In the misery of their daily lives it is little wonder that the Communist Party begins to gain traction, a small spark of defiance spreading from villager to villager. As communities across the region begin to take a stand against the landlords, the landlords vow to break them; Party organizers suffer grisly deaths and the flow of food into the market-places dries up. But it only serves to make the villagers’ resistance burn more fiercely. Finally, the landlords descend on one village to set an example to the others…