There are many ways of loving India, many things to love her for - the scenery, the history, the poetry, the music, and indeed the physical beauty of the men and women - but all, said the Major, are dangerous for the European who allows himself to love too much. India always, he said, finds out the weak spot and presses on it. I read Heat and Dust for my Booker challenge ; the novel won the Booker Prize in 1975. It seems like a very typical Booker winner: a critical portrayal of the British Empire, race and Englishness. It was strange reading this book, because it took quite a long time for me to find out or decide whether the main character and narrator of the novel was a man or woman. Although I don't know why that is so important to know... :) The narrator's name is never mentioned and she (yes, it turns out that she is a she) doesn't tell much about herself - at first. Also, after I finished reading the book and googled Ruth Prawer Jhabvala , I was astonished to f...