I wanted to like this book. The cover is beautiful, and the promise of a multi-generational story of a British-Pakistani family was intriguing. The opening, where we meet Amjad holding his newborn daughter and mourning the loss of his wife, was moving and drew me right into the story.
But... it was dull. At 500 pages, the novel was a real struggle to get through. It was full of plot threads that never went anywhere, while skipping forward and ignoring key events. At points, the plot was incredibly melodramatic, and at other points completely mundane. I was simultaneously confused by the gaps in the narrative, and also bored by the slowness of the central plot.
While the main characters were often sympathetic and interesting, there were several elements that were entirely unbelievable. Without giving spoilers, one of the main characters commits quite a serious crime, which several of the other main characters unhesitatingly help to cover up. While I did appreciate how the book very much doesn't offer its character an easy "happily ever after," I did find it disturbing how none of the characters seemed to regret the quite horrible things they had done...
Also, despite dealing with all kids of high profile topics, such as religion, homelessness, terrorism, racism, and sexism, the book never offers anything new or thought-provoking on any of these topics. Zahra, the female protagonist, acts as the spokesperson for many of the book's views on issues such as race and gender, yet her strategy is simply to shut down anyone who disagrees with her. When an anonymous commenter on her political blog points out a potential flaw in one of her arguments, she retorts, "oh, so you're feeling so oppressed now?" More seriously, Zahra treats her friends with the same distain. Whenever someone close to her (such as her best friend, or her father's best friend, who has gone above and beyond for the family) says something ignorant or unhelpful, Zahra's immediate response is to rant at them until they apologise. The book does not allow for growth or nuance in its treatment of sensitive issues. Rather, the novel seems to suggest that there is one right way to think about these topics, and anyone who disagrees should be shouted at until they give in.
I debated whether to give this book two or three stars, and eventually settled on two because it's been a long time since a novel has frustrated me this much. As an immigrant myself (though from a white background) I was really excited to read a novel about an immigrant family. Hussain's desire to give a voice to a marginalised population is commendable, and we desperately need more books like this. I'd gladly read another book on this topic... but I hope that next time it will have a more consistent, believable plot.