Briefly Introducing Arundhati Roy and The God of Small Things
Arundhati Roy is one of the most successful in the ‘new wave’ of Indian writers in English that emerged in the late 1990s. (Writers like Amitav Ghosh, Salman Rushdie, Anita Desai, and Rohinton Mistry all emerged on the scene in the 1970s and 80s). Her first novel, The God of Small Things, was a bestseller around the English-speaking world upon its release in 1997, and won Roy the prestigious Booker Prize in 1998. Surprising many of her fans, Roy took a long break from writing fiction after The God of Small Things, and became known as an activist and political essayist, who frequently wrote to criticize undemocratic policies of the Indian government as well as the American prosecution of the “War on Terror” after 9/11. She’s also well-known for her interventions on behalf of environmental justice (especially for Indian indigenous communities, known as “tribals” or “adivasis”) as well as her advocacy for Dalits and other low-caste communities. Many of these themes are visible in one way or another in The God of Small Things; the issue of caste is obvious, but the environmental justice might be more of a subtext, though there are hints of it from the very beginning (“Some days he walked along the banks of the river that smelled of shit and pesticides bought with World Bank loans. Most of the fish had died. The ones that survived suffered from fin-rot and had broken out in boils” [14]). The seemingly throwaway line about the World Bank points to a theme Roy later addressed at length in her nonfiction writing – the ecological destruction caused by large-scale development programs associated with the World Bank.
Roy finally published her second novel, The Ministry of Utmost Happiness, in 2017. It’s a fascinating book in many ways, with a transgender protagonist (pretty unusual in Indian fiction) and a plot involving the Indian government’s response to the Kashmiri secessionist movement. It’s closely attentive to important events in recent Indian politics. If you like this book, you might enjoy that newer novel as well, though on the whole the newer book is a little messier and less well-structured than this one (some reviewers complained that Roy needed a stronger editor…).
A Bit About Mary Roy: Finally, a book that might bear reading in close proximity to The God of Small Things might be Roy’s recent memoir, Mother Mary Comes To Me (2025). Mother Mary tells a version of the story that makes it clear The God of Small Things is actually largely autobiographical – she really did have a family member in Ayemenem, Kerala who started a pickle factory. Like Rahel in the novel, Roy did leave her family behind to study architecture in Delhi, and decided to stay away. (However, unlike Rahel, she didn’t marry an American man or move to the U.S.) Her mother (real life: Mary Roy; “Ammu” [mother] in the novel) really was a kind of black sheep of the family, who ended up starting a school in part because she had been exiled from her own family and denied access to her father’s property. (Under the old law, a daughter’s inheritance was limited to one-quarter of a son’s share or 5000 rupees – whichever was less – or nothing at all if dowry had been given on marriage. When their father P.V. Isaac died without a will, the real Mary Roy sued her brother, George Isaac, for access to their father’s property. The case eventually went to the Supreme Court; she won the case in 1986, though the results were tied up in court. Mary Roy finally received access to her share of the property in 2010; it was worth 2 Crores (20 million rupees). (One place this all comes up early in the novel is with reference to who owns the pickle factory that was started by their Mammachi (their mother). Chacko claims complete ownership, which Ammu protests (“Thanks to our wonderful male chauvinist society.”) Chacko’s facetious response has an ominous undertone: “What’s yours is mine and what’s mine is also mine” [57]).
Despite this rather heroic story of feminist perseverance, Roy’s portrait of her mother is at times pretty unsparing in the memoir – it depicts a woman who could be abusive to her own children even as she was subject to all manner of social marginalization because of her life choices. And Roy really does have a brother (not her twin) with whom she has had a complicated relationship.
