This book, the fourth fiction by Mohsin Hamid, establishes him, to me, as a writer with a talent of very beautiful language and grammar. There are sentences that are more than half a page long but they are so poetic and talk to you so very well that it may take you a while to realize the length, as it happened with me. A magical realism, set in a world suffering from migration and wars where two people fall in love and set out on a door trip (as opposed to road trips) to escape from the present and plunge into the hope for the future, never realizing that when future meets you, it dies, giving birth to the very present you intended to escape. While commenting on the atrocities of war and class conflict, it also explores realms as different as religion and faith and sexuality. 
 It's a moving book and I know I will return to re-read some of the sections, purely for the sheer beauty of its prose.